Theo:
She stood there; Lily close behind. Josef caught my eye and nodded.
I took a step forward and stopped.
Kathleen. She wore jeans and a light blouse, the dark blue sweater bunching up around her elbows. I remembered that sweater, had been with her when she'd bought it in the Eaton Center, fretting over the price tag but madly in love with the color.
Now she was here.
I fought to catch my breath, unable to speak. It'd been five years, five long, lonely years.
Should I go to her, wait or...
The decision was taken from me as she launched herself across the room and into my arms, the tackle sending us both back against the reading desk.
I sighed, burying my face in her blond hair. Velvet against my skin, softness stripping away the armor built over time.
Out of the corner of my ey
