Then I noticed his hands.
They were trembling.
I had known Susan for almost my entire life, but I didn't remember ever seeing her so scared.
"What's going on?" I asked.
He turned towards the ocean.
For several moments, neither of them spoke.
Some children were playing further along the beach, and their laughter mingled with the sound of the waves.
Finally, Susan breathed shakily.
—There's something I've been hiding from you.
I felt a knot in my stomach.
—What kind of thing?
—Something I should have told you years ago.
I stared at her.
—Then why didn't you do it?
—Because every time I tried, I convinced myself that there would be a better time.
—Susan, you're scaring me.
-I know.
—Then tell me what's going on.
Her eyes filled with tears.
He reached out towards mine, hesitated, and slowly withdrew it.
—I don't know how you'll look at me after tomorrow.
I felt a chill despite the warm afternoon sun.
