One couple has joined us on the ice. This boy and girl, being the couple with whom Will and I are doubling, can barely be seen skating, holding hands, in the dark. Their laughter shrieks, now and again, as they grab onto each other for dear life. As they are college friends of Will’s, their identities have spun into the recesses of my memory where neither one’s face or name comes to mind. Reflection suggests that by the end of our date, both have been deposited within my file of disremembered details as though, during the whole of that auspicious evening, my intuitive spotlight had focused solely upon Will. And then there’s the fact that they made little if any impression on me, because most of our time together concentrated upon balancing in hopes of maintaining an upright stance in the dark, and after that evening, I never saw either one, again.
On the other hand, lots of brightly lit details highlighting my first date with Will flash through my mind as if my memory wants to enjoy an album of colorful snapshots, though one remains so dark as to be seen as a mystery, even today ...
🙋🏻♀️Annie
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