The bar started to fill up with people, so they had their drinks and walked down the stone path that led to the bay. There was a bench facing the water surrounded by pink and white flowers. Janet was exhausted and immediately sat up. He would have been more than happy to stay there until sundown, but he knew that he couldn't hide from his family all night.
Mark sat down next to her and continued to stare into the distance. His mouth was narrow and dark. She knew that look well. If they had been together, he would have deduced that he was trying to find a way to break up with her.
- So ... what about baseball?
The beginning of a smile curved the corners of his mouth.
- I was a soccer player, remember?
- Soccer, baseball, it's the same.
He put his hand to his heart, pretending to be hu
