not,” she agreed, thoughtfully. “Hopefully, you’ll remember clearly when your memory returns.”
She bent over to open one of the drawers in her desk and pulled out a bottle of clear liquid.
“While I’m thinking about it,” she said, handing it to me. “I’ve been putting this in my drink every day. It’s a natural energy shot, I thought you would like to try some since you’re a runner.”
“Thanks,” I said taking it from her. “Do I owe you anything for it?”
“Not at all,” she replied, standing and walking over to the door. “I’ve been using it and thought of you, when you mentioned you were running again.”
“That was very kind, thank you.”
I walked out the door and smiled as she ushered the next person in.
“Have a good day, Audrey!”
“I will, thanks.”
I examined the jar as I walked out to the car, wondering where she had got it from. There was no label or anything. If I hadn’t known better, I would have thought it was filled with water. I wasn’t bothered by it though—I trusted her. Besides, I didn’t need any extra energy today.
“So this is where the magic happens.”
Sy and I were walking along the top of the big tank at the aquarium. All kinds of sea life swam beneath us, playing in the faux dinosaur skeleton on the bottom. It looked like another world. The walls around us were white, but the lights in the water reflected a blue onto them that moved with the fish. The catwalk beneath us was a plain metal grate, a handrail along both sides.
“I guess you could say that,” he laughed, squeezing my hand tighter and guiding me along. “This is my favorite tank. It’s the most like the ocean.”
“I’m surprised you’re still here,” I laughed. “All this talk about the ocean and you’re living in the middle of the desert. How do you stand it?”
“I have you,” he said simply.
I blushed deep red and laughed, embarrassed.
“That was corny,” he laughed as well. “I’ll remember not to use that one again.”
“Good idea.”
We walked in silence for a while after that, soaking up the atmosphere around us. The animals seemed to love Sy, swimming up to the top of the tank whenever he came close to an open edge.
“It’s because I feed them,” he told me. “Do you want to try?”
“I don’t know. I won’t get bitten by anything, will I?”
“No way! I wouldn’t let that happen.”
“Ok,” I agreed nervously, taking the dead fish he’d held out to me.
“All you have to do is hold it out over the water,” he instructed, coming up behind me and placing his hands on my hips. “Sammy, that’s one of the sharks, will come up and take it from you.”
“A shark?” I squeaked.
“It’s fine,” he laughed. “I promise.” I scrunched my eyes closed and held the fish out as he pushed me forward, closer to the water.
“You’re sure I’m not about to lose my hand?”
“Sharks don’t like the taste of humans.”
“Tell that to all the people they’ve maimed or killed.”
“Relax, Audrey,” he laughed. “I’ve got you.”
We stopped moving and I opened one eye just enough to see the shark swimming up to the surface. I screamed and threw the fish to it, jumping back from the edge.
“You chicken!” Sy called, laughing.
“Look at all it s teeth,” I shrieked, watching it grab the offering.
“I would have kept you safe.”
“You can’t tell a shark to only bite so high!” I argued. “You can’t guarantee me anything!”
“That’s true,” he said, still laughing. “But I’m still going to call you chicken all night.”
“Better to be a chicken than loose a hand,” I retorted.
He walked forward and embraced me, the smell of his cologne engulfing me as I buried my face in his shirt.
“You’re beautiful when you argue, did you know that?” he said softly, kissing the top of my head.
“Compliments will not distract me from whining,” I laughed, wrapping my arms around his waist.
“Fine, you
She bent over to open one of the drawers in her desk and pulled out a bottle of clear liquid.
“While I’m thinking about it,” she said, handing it to me. “I’ve been putting this in my drink every day. It’s a natural energy shot, I thought you would like to try some since you’re a runner.”
“Thanks,” I said taking it from her. “Do I owe you anything for it?”
“Not at all,” she replied, standing and walking over to the door. “I’ve been using it and thought of you, when you mentioned you were running again.”
“That was very kind, thank you.”
I walked out the door and smiled as she ushered the next person in.
“Have a good day, Audrey!”
“I will, thanks.”
I examined the jar as I walked out to the car, wondering where she had got it from. There was no label or anything. If I hadn’t known better, I would have thought it was filled with water. I wasn’t bothered by it though—I trusted her. Besides, I didn’t need any extra energy today.
“So this is where the magic happens.”
Sy and I were walking along the top of the big tank at the aquarium. All kinds of sea life swam beneath us, playing in the faux dinosaur skeleton on the bottom. It looked like another world. The walls around us were white, but the lights in the water reflected a blue onto them that moved with the fish. The catwalk beneath us was a plain metal grate, a handrail along both sides.
“I guess you could say that,” he laughed, squeezing my hand tighter and guiding me along. “This is my favorite tank. It’s the most like the ocean.”
“I’m surprised you’re still here,” I laughed. “All this talk about the ocean and you’re living in the middle of the desert. How do you stand it?”
“I have you,” he said simply.
I blushed deep red and laughed, embarrassed.
“That was corny,” he laughed as well. “I’ll remember not to use that one again.”
“Good idea.”
We walked in silence for a while after that, soaking up the atmosphere around us. The animals seemed to love Sy, swimming up to the top of the tank whenever he came close to an open edge.
“It’s because I feed them,” he told me. “Do you want to try?”
“I don’t know. I won’t get bitten by anything, will I?”
“No way! I wouldn’t let that happen.”
“Ok,” I agreed nervously, taking the dead fish he’d held out to me.
“All you have to do is hold it out over the water,” he instructed, coming up behind me and placing his hands on my hips. “Sammy, that’s one of the sharks, will come up and take it from you.”
“A shark?” I squeaked.
“It’s fine,” he laughed. “I promise.” I scrunched my eyes closed and held the fish out as he pushed me forward, closer to the water.
“You’re sure I’m not about to lose my hand?”
“Sharks don’t like the taste of humans.”
“Tell that to all the people they’ve maimed or killed.”
“Relax, Audrey,” he laughed. “I’ve got you.”
We stopped moving and I opened one eye just enough to see the shark swimming up to the surface. I screamed and threw the fish to it, jumping back from the edge.
“You chicken!” Sy called, laughing.
“Look at all it s teeth,” I shrieked, watching it grab the offering.
“I would have kept you safe.”
“You can’t tell a shark to only bite so high!” I argued. “You can’t guarantee me anything!”
“That’s true,” he said, still laughing. “But I’m still going to call you chicken all night.”
“Better to be a chicken than loose a hand,” I retorted.
He walked forward and embraced me, the smell of his cologne engulfing me as I buried my face in his shirt.
“You’re beautiful when you argue, did you know that?” he said softly, kissing the top of my head.
“Compliments will not distract me from whining,” I laughed, wrapping my arms around his waist.
“Fine, you
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