Right Way #59
"Gosh, it is so beautiful here," I said as I sighed in the fresh
fragrance of flowers.
"Eh, it's alright." I looked over to see Ryan shrugging. I raised
my eyebrows, not seriously believing he couldn't think this place
wasn't extraordinary. "Im comparison to you," he
I just rolled my eyes. "Puh-lease, how many times have you used
that one before?" I asked him.
"Not any time when it actually counted," he countered back. Then
I blushed. At least it was dark out so he couldn't tell.
We were walking at the back of the group, and we could just make
out that Jordan was telling everyone about when he accidentally
fell off the dock before getting on the boat that took them
"How was your day?" I asked quietly.
He was silent for a while. His hand was warm, and I gently
squeezed it, urging him to go on. "Hard, difficult."
I stopped in my tracks. He looked at me, trying to decipher my
actions. I just shook my head and continued walking. "Skye,
stop." I turned. "What's wrong?"
"I don't even know! Let's just go, okay?" He shook his head and
grabbed my hand, pulling me along with a smile on his
We all arrived at the private room and sat down at our assigned
seats. There were more people now, all the friends and family
that came down for the wedding had flown in today.
Ryan sat next to me and held my hand under the table. His thumb
stroked the back of my hand calmly, reassuringly. I made it
through the next few hours of talking with relatives and friends,
and they seemed to like me.
"They love you, you're doing great," Ryan whispered, echoing my
thoughts. I smiled slightly and turned back to his cousin, who
was sitting on the other side of me. We were talking about the
college she was going to in the fall.
Suddenly, there was a loud crash behind us. I turned in my seat,
and saw the waiter. He had dropped a stack of plates, and now
there was glass all over the floor. He met my eyes with a seirous
look and a wink, and turned on his heel out of the room.
I slowly turned back to the table and let the management take
care of it. "That's him," I whispered to Ryan. He tensed and
stared at the side of my face, because I wouldn't look at
Why couldn't I have one normal day here? Why? I thought to
myself. The dinner was soon over and we headed back to the room,
Ryan and I.
"I have a surprise for you," he whispered.
"Oh, yeah? What?" I played along.
"You'll see. Get dressed, something casual."