They stand silently looking at the berries. She does not want to break the trance by telling him how amazed she is at his unvoiced thoughts. ‘How can Yappy be so quiet;’ her sudden laugh breaks the spell. He looks at her, “What?” She bites her lower lip, refusing to answer why the sudden laugh. It was thinking about that contradictious thought, ‘Yappy’ and ‘unvoiced,’ that triggered her laugh; it is his love for her that triggers her life. He shakes his head, “Guess it’s store bought tonight.” He’s right; these berries were not for her lips. His lips are.
(Copyright, June 29, 2012, Steven S. Walsky, all rights reserved.)
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