Emerging out of the cave, Michael and Cecilia walked next to eachother back to the lake while Milo headed to the main lodge for somekind of thing to eat. "That's weird that she thought we were...you know." Cecilia said
"Yeah..." he studdered. He rubbed the back of his neck and stared at the back of her head as she walked foreward.
She turned to look at him. He was blushing and seemed to stare at her. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah. Just thinking."
A pause...things were getting touchy, and Michael wasn't really an upfront guy. "Oh...just nothing." He focused on her, and started to read her thoughts.
"I hope he's not catching on to my feelings."Her voice was ringing in his head, although she didn't speak a word. "Maybe I'll be the one who has to make a move."
Michael smiled, and ran ahead to catch up to her.
"A few times in my life I've had moments of absolute clarity. When for a few brief seconds, the silence drowns out the noise and I can feel rather than think, and things seem so sharp and the world seems so fresh. I can never make these moments last. I cling to them, but like everything, they fade. I've lived my life on these moments. They pull me back to the present and I realize that everything is exactly the way it was meant to be."