Interrupted dinner

November 26, 2009

The air disappeared then, and the restaurant dimmed. She sparkled until that moment, then faded in the vacuum created by what he had just said.

“It’s not what I meant,” he said. But he had already interrupted dinner, and she felt a bit faint.


  1. You are so good.

    So good.

  2. Thanks, Dottie. And thanks again for coming out last night to listen up! :-)

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