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February 6, 2007

Tanya: Untitled

“I can’t believe you got us this room,” she whispered, looking out from the balcony at the twinkling city below. It was surprisingly quiet, but they could hear voices of other people sitting outside. Most of them were whispering too.

He hugged her gently, then returned to the luxurious penthouse to drag the chairs outside. Opening the Perrier Jouet, he poured them each a glass. They toasted and nibbled Godiva truffles, holding hands and giggling like teenagers.

Finally, she snuggled against his shoulder and they were silent, watching the first of the nuclear warheads as they streaked across the horizon.

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Baby steps.

Posted by: Tanya at February 6, 2007 11:25 PM · Permalink