We didn’t say a word to each other; but only listened to the radio. I looked out the window thinking how this could be. Am I dreaming? I looked over at him and thought to myself, no this can’t be a dream. He saw me looking at him, he smiled and laughed, “What you smiling about?” “You.” “Why me. “Because your staring pretty hard.” Still laughing. I looked away blushing. “I’m sorry I was thinking about you and how it’s nice to have you in my life again.” He turned and looked me in the eyes. “I was just thinking the same thing to.” I smiled and blushed at the thought of that. I turned away from him so he wouldn’t see my cheeks grow any redder. He reached over and grabbed my left hand and pulled it up to his lips. He kissed my hand softly and then locked his fingers into mine. After about 5 minutes of listing to the radio we finally reached my house.
