The next couple of days went by in a blur. We went from one town to another. From one long asphalt road to the next. The scenery wasn’t a whole lot different; it was either trees and fields or small dilapidated buildings on the sides of the road. The most talking that happened between the two of us was one of us trying to guess what the buildings could have been. Tora hasn’t said much to me at all since my little speech the other day and I don’t blame him. I wouldn’t know how to approach me after that either. I'm lucky if Tora will even look at me right now, I'm starting to think that I shouldn’t have touched him because I don’t want him to get the wrong idea. No matter what I have thought things aren't just going to change. I’m not just suddenly going to fall head over heels for this man
