Lucas looked after Maryanne. She had been laughing and giggling during the glass work, and now she stood in front of the winery with her arms crossed. He walked to her side. “You okay?”“Why wouldn’t I be? Thanks, that was fun.”“You seem upset. Anything I did?”“Oh, no. Some thoughts crossed my mind and made me sad, nothing about you.” Her voice was strained but she forced a tiny smile.He took her hand. It was so small and delicate. “Stick with me and I won’t let sad thoughts near you.”“Promise...
Published on December 31, 2012 00:00