48. The Stars:
They’d talked about it many times; how if you looked directly at one star, sometimes you weren’t always able to see it. She smiled to herself. It’s like when you can’t see what’s right in front of you, she thought. I know that feeling.
He had no idea. She thought she’d made it obvious, but maybe he was one of those men who needed a more direct approach. Then again, he wasn’t that type of person.
When he suggested heading out for a drive to the country to look at the night sky, she’d jumped at the chance. Glancing up, she could see a few stars scattered here and there, but she knew that just like her home country, there were many more, that in the city she just couldn’t see.
She wrapped her shawl tighter around her body to keep out the cold and was glad when he finally arrived to pick her up. He came around to the passenger side and held the door open for her; such a gentleman. He was old-school, but she definitely approved.
The drive out was peaceful and she watched the city lights slowly retreat while the darkness closed in around them, wrapping them safely in its embrace.
“This is it,” he said, turning to look at her. She grinned. She hadn’t done this sort of thing since she was a child. They grabbed the blankets and found a nice flat, comfortable spot just a few meters from the car.
As they lay side-by-side silently looking up into the sky, she was consciously aware of just how close he was to her.
“Are you okay?” he said.
“You sighed. Are you cold?” he asked. Without waiting for her reply he turned to face her and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her closer.
She wasn’t sure how to react. Surely he was just being gentlemanly. Yes, that was it.
“Lacey,” he began. And with that, he kissed her.
As the stars overhead watched them below, Lacey smiled to herself on the inside and thought, he DID see what was right in front of him.
And that’s how it is sometimes: you are so focused on the one star, you don’t realize that they too are watching you, just from a different angle.