“Come back here with me.” she half whispered, motioning to the back of the auditorium. It was less than a week until opening night of my first play. I moved away from my cast mates to sit in the back with her. […]
“Let me show you.” he said, as I shook with anticipation, nervousness, awkwardness. He put his hand to the back of my head, holding it gently, and pulling it softly towards his face as he leaned in to kiss me.
She made her toast. Her coffee. Grabbed her book and a blanket. Balancing everything, she walked out to the patio swing, and smiling as her dogs hesitantly jumped up to sit with her as she watched the sun rise.