Close Quarters

by Kandi Steiner

“Do you remember that night in San Marco, when I told you how you have this light about you?” It clicked together then, and I hid my blushing face in his chest. “Theo…” He lifted my chin until my eyes met his. “I told you people either want to bathe in it or dim it so it doesn’t outshine their own.” He smiled. “But what I didn’t say was that it was your light that saved me, that woke me up from merely existing day in and day out. I am living now. Truly living. And it’s all because of you.”