Welcome! This week our talented authors are writing to the word prompt "fall." We have another snippet from "Someone Like You" again this week. We're still at the dance and still in Professor Garrett's POV .
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When the music stopped, he reluctantly dropped her hand. His arm slowly fell from her waist. It had been so long since he’d dated, his mind drew a blank on what to talk about. Fortunately, the band struck up another slow song. When he motioned to her to continue, she smiled and nodded.
This time, as he danced, he searched his brain for discussion topics. Eventually the band would return to fast tunes, which Mark hated, and he’d have to draw her away and into conversation. He settled on one topic and turned his mind back to dancing.
Charlotte
was graceful, light as a feather in his arms. She had no trouble following his
lead. At one point, she leaned her head on his shoulder. He picked up on her
increased intimacy and folded her hand against his chest. For a moment, he shut
his eyes. Then there was no one else in the room but the two of them. Heaven.
One of the things I missed because of my hip was dancing. Imagine how wonderful it was to dance again last Friday, my head on his shoulder and our hands tucked together just as you described. It was an amazing, magical moment. Your scene brought it back to life. Wonderful job.
ReplyDeleteAhhhhh! What a touching scene, Jean. Perfect! This is heaven for me too, just reading about them dancing and seeing the scene in my mind. Ahhhhh .....sighing ......
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