Wrong Pair of Eyes
Thought about Tuesday, him carrying it through 5 days of first week Meridian seminars, through fourteen students learning to question things, through one student who stayed after and asked about fighting impossible things.
5! days with a ring in his jacket pocket.
Waiting for an ordinary extraordinary Friday.
She pressed her lips together.
Felt something enormous and warm and entirely too large for the morning light do what it was going to do regardless.
She let it.
He woke at 6:45AM.
She felt him surface, the specific transition she’d learned, the shift in breathing, the slight movement of the hand on the mattress.
He opened his eyes.
Found her.
Already watching him.
His eyes went to her ha
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