Happy Sunday, everybody! This is the end of what was a very busy but very worthwhile week for me. I’m using that as my excuse for making this post so late in the day. Wednesday was my college graduation in Kingston (three hours away), followed by the boyfriend’s university graduation ceremony in Guelph. Lots of driving there. As if that wasn’t enough, we then had supper at his grandparents’ on Friday night and at his godparents’ on Saturday. Then, finally, we went out for supper tonight because he thought I needed a graduation dinner.
So. All that said and done, here are this week’s six sentences. Next week I promise not to be as late.
“Are you in love with me?” The words were flung out into the air like an accusation, rife with sharp edges and jangled nerves.
She saw the answer even before he gave it words, even before he made it true with speech. It was in the minute hesitation before he answered her, in the way something shifted and softened in his eyes. The quiet, though brief, stretched between them, so tense and brittle she thought the air would crack.
Then she shattered the quiet with an expletive as she rolled out of bed.