Date night.

Date night.

A Story by Sarah McKeever Hitt

"I love you" I said when the lights came up and you were still holding my hand. Was it too soon? We had only been dating for 3 months and this was only a night at the movies. As I feel the immense wanting to take back the uttered confession, you laugh it off.

"It wasn't me, it was the story, but I appreciate it." you say as the hand holding was replaced with arm around shoulder. I didn't have the heart to tell you that I didn't like the movie.

© 2008 Sarah McKeever Hitt


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Sarah McKeever Hitt
Sarah McKeever Hitt

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