Her eyes tracked from right to left as though she were watching someone
dancing. It was just her thoughts punching like fists into her skull until she
saw colors and flashes of light bathing her vision in confusion. She
became aware that he was waiting and tried to mentally rush the colors
out of her cheeks. Taking some breathes to compose herself, she finally
met his eyes. The address that he wrote upon her hand was quickly looked
at. The q and r was hardily recognized by the smugly black ink that ran
like tears between her love and life line. How ironic, she thought.
She
moved to get up but he stopped her with a tender touch to her inner
elbow and place of two fingers to his lips. She kept her stare in his
eyes and moved no further towards the door.
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