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One Table Over
One Table Over Her eyes caught his, but just before he changed his focus to the floor, and not content that he could hear without his eyes to aid his ears she pleaded, "Will you look at me?" So he looked up, but cautiously, knowing well there was nothing there, and fixed his focus in mid-air. She said, "I hope you understand.", and then placed something in his hand that he at one time handed her. But neither heart nor hand were sure they understood at all, and so they lost their grasp and both let go. As for losing, the heart lost more, but something golden hit the floor. And as it bounced and rolled away I thought I overheard him say, "I can't hold on to anything.", not just referring to the ring.
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