Through The Lens
Page 24
“I won’t,” I said. My voice cracked much to my dismay. And even with my doubts, I did believe with all my heart he did mean every word he said. “I love you, too,” I said a wee bit more firmly. His smile came to life again after dipping from my show of pain.
And so I stood alone, while he got behind the wheel of his car and began to drive out of my life. His mother was already inside. She’d had come at some point and I think I’d vaguely said goodbye. Maybe I waved. We’d been so wrapped up in one another; I don’t remember anything about his mother. And even though I had an awful foreboding that things were going to change, I held close that we would beat the odds. I couldn’t worry about statistics and others’ experiences. And even if we didn’t make it, I would hold our relationship as one of the best things that ever happened in my life. I would cherish it always. Wiping a solitary tear, the only one I would allow myself, I smiled, my other hand in perpetual motion sending him off.
With a final wave at the drive, I blew him a kiss. One I hoped he would catch. To myself out loud, I said, “I’ll always love you, Ethan Hart.”
About the Author
Shannon Dermott can be found around the web at
www.shannondermott.com - Website
www.shannondermott.net - Blog
twitter - @shannondermott
She also can be found on Facebook and Goodreads. You can find links on her website. Bonus chapter and other extra information can be found on her blog.