I had on a nice summer dress, honestly, I picked it out for him. I also made damn sure I looked good, really really good.His eyes meet mine, and fuck,...I melt. Melt into those eyes and quirk a smile at him. Full of hidden meaning. My cheeks grow warm and that is what we share. Seconds of desire, knowing desire, wanting. Wishing a finger snap could freeze the world. I turn, walk into the house behind them and more than anything I want to be with him, I'll be honest, it was a kick in the gut.This. The *real* ground.I threw open my front door, dashed through the arctic entryway, not caringthat I was just wearing a flimsy baby blue camisole top over a pair ofblack leggings. The snow felt good against my feet. The howling windcaressed my body. I threw my arms out and spun around in the darkness.Someone drove by in a big old F-250 and flashed their lights as theypassed me, as if to say "are you alright?" I waved them on, though Icouldn't see into the cabin to tell how they reacted. I. It was a place I knew well; I spent many a quiet moment there – studying, reading or just relaxing – it would be perfect for us! The trail seemed to dead-end into some trees, but we pushed aside a few branches and suddenly found ourselves totally isolated. The circular clearing inside was about thirty feet across with a fallen tree trunk that ran through the center. All around us was nothing but a dense curtain of green branches and the bright sun shone down bathing us in light. My body buzzed. “I love Mom,” he said. “But she’s made it quite clear that I don’t make her happy.”“She’ll come round, Dad!” I cried. “Gordon Greene is such a loser. Once she sees that, she’ll come back to you.”“I hope you’re right, Johanna. But I’m not very hopeful.”“If you love Mom,” I said, trying another tack. “How can you sleep with Regan? She’s only a bit older than Roberta!”“It’s not that simple, Johanna. Life isn’t ‘love me, love me not’, white – black. I know Mom still cares for me, but she has a.
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