
Unconvinced
March 24, 2009She had not expected time to move this way, first side to side, then backward. One moment they were dancing, the next, on a ferry. Then they sat somewhere out under the stars.
He took her hand and told her everything would be fine, that there was nothing to worry about, that he loved her madly.
It was the last word, madly, that made her the most nervous. It might have explained why she was so dizzy, why her stomach felt so upset, why she couldn’t quite convince herself of happiness.
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