Thirteen
Applause filled the theatre, and I joined in. Not just because it was expected of me, but also because the actors had done an excellent job, even if they had suspect material to work from to begin with.
"Enjoyable, but still not my favourite," I observed to William once we'd stepped outside.
"I thought as much. Would you like me to go get the car?"
I shook my head. "Why don't we go on a walk?" I wasn't ready to go home. I wanted to preserve the feeling we had right now. Especially because a little part of me wanted to ask him to come back to my room tonight. It was a big step, and one that I wasn't completely sure I was ready to take. But at the same time, surely a hundred and five years was long enough to wait?
"Anywhere in mind?"
"I've heard the walk down by the canal is n
