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When they looked at each other, she saw a genuineness in his eyes that felt like a warm pair of socks for her heart.
There it was, her feeble last stand slayed by his love for her.
“The point is that God will help lift you up, but you have to take the first step.”
Mr. Burzinski chuckled, this time more warmly. There was something so wonderful about seeing and hearing a person who typically held their cards close to their chest open up, and she hoped she’d hear him laugh again. It was like that with Nonna, too, the joy of putting the first bit of color on a white canvas.
“I missed you,” he said, his words blowing up her skirt.
But she couldn’t bear not loving him, either, so she had to have made this leap and taken the risk. No longer could she let her fears guide her. She knew what was right in her heart.
“Life’s just too short, isn’t it? Forget all the things that could go wrong. I’d rather get them all wrong with you than all right without you.”
And yet Annalisa realized in the hours after losing Walt that all the pain that came with loving was absolutely worth it. What was the point of living if you spent it in fear? What was the point of life without love?
