Chapter Twenty Eight
One month later...
Show off, I think as I watch Daniel prancing around the ice-skating rink effortlessly. He’s clearly been doing this his whole life, he was captain of the hockey team for all four years, even as a young freshman in high school.
He turned to me then proceeded to pose like a female figure skater performing in front of an audience, I can’t help but giggle a little at his goofiness, he looks so ridiculous.
I, on the other hand, was holding onto the railings for dear life.
After some begging on his part, and reluctance on my part, Daniel finally got me to get off the railings.
With my hands clenched tightly in his, Daniel faces me and skates backward, not even having to glance behind him.
That little show off.
“Don’t let me fall!” I say trying to move my wobbly feet in front of the other. I was more like walking on ice than skating, trying to keep up with his pace.
“Never.”