58. Sarah: Falling

Sarah’s Point of view:

"It's fine," I said, smiling.

"Go get changed," I urged, nudging him toward the stairs.

Ethan nodded, his eyes still holding mine.

"I'll be quick," he promised.

As he ascended the stairs, I watched him go.

The sunlight streaming through the windows highlighted the warmth of the room.

I poured myself a glass of iced tea from the pitcher Maria had left earlier.

Ember reappeared, her hair still damp from her shower.

"Hey, girl! Let's catch up," she said, settling beside me.

"Tell me more about Sydney."

I launched into stories of our weekend.

Ember listened, enthralled.

Ethan returned.

Freshly changed.

His eyes crinkled at the corners.

As he smiled.

"Feel better?" I asked.

"Much," he replied.

He joined us.

Sharing stories.

Laughing together.

The afternoon sun cast a cozy glow.

Our little gathering.

Felt like home.

"I have a hot date tonight," Ember announced, bubbling with excitement.

"Spill the details!" I urged.