Kathrine returned to her seat and readied herself.
"I wanted to ask how you first knew. I mean, how did you know it was him?" Kathrine asked, she seemed a little too nervous. There was more to it than she was ready to share.
"Well, it's hard to explain. It was a feeling, the way I felt when I looked at him. The smell of him, the sound of his voice. It was like I was being pulled toward him, and I couldn't stop." Sarah looked at Kathrine, hoping she might share more.
"I see," Kathrine said, as she stared intently at her coffee.
"Are you gonna tell me what's going on yet or do I have to tickle you like I used to," Sarah teased.
This made Kathrine smile. Even at sixteen, Sarah would tickle Kathrine whenever she was holding back. Sometimes Kathrine would intentionally hold things back jus
