Each second neared our last.
We danced.
“Kieren . . .”
“Shhh . . .”
We danced.
“I’ll be okay.” Was that me lying? Or him?
We danced.
“Close your eyes,” he whispered, brushing his lips
against mine. “Know that I’m missing you already and
that you’ll always be in my prayers.”
When I opened my eyes, I stood alone in the middle of
the dance floor.
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I like it,” I said. “The material’s so heavy, though. I
may turn into a sweat monster.
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