Lisa
That Thursday morning looked crisp, the skies were deep blue with clouds darting on the surface like water lilies on a lake and the air was aquatic fresh from the ocean. The city was busy as usual. Jake and I were seated in the back seat of the car. Allan was driving us back home after a couple of days in the penthouse. As typical, he was holding my hand, alternating between staring at oncoming traffic and stealing glances at me.
"Just exhale all the tension, it's not like you haven't met them already"
"Am not tensed"
"Then why are your cheeks going purple huh?" He asked massaging them, "The good thing is I will be there with you every moment"
"Sure?"
"Positive"
It was not like I didn't know his support was dependable but his constant assurance got me pumped up on courage. We
