After dinner, he’d walked me back to my car, and I’d practically floated that night, the air hot, the sky hazy, with the occasional star peeking through. This moment…It’s crystallized in my mind. I can still feel the humidity, the way the thick, warm wind had felt against my skin. I remember the press of his palm against mine, the way our fingers intertwined as I thought, This is a beginning. This is something new.
