In The Moment

She rolled her fingers around the rim of the wine glass and lost herself for a minute. Her giggle ended in a sigh. Only I noticed. Only I could see she was watching the conversation but listening to her own mind tick over. I touched her hand and stole her from herself for just a moment. I pressed my cheek to hers and whispered memories of how we use to walk around the school yard, arms linked talking about how we were obviously meant to be friends. We kept our eyes on the conversation in front of us, acting as though we were talking quietly about the subject at hand. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and hugged me, an urge that came upon her quickly, without notice.

In that moment, she was there, right there beside me. In that moment, she was ok.

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