If she wasn’t very careful, she told herself, she would lose her sense of proportion altogether. Such a swift, unexpected embrace should not be built up into a world-shattering event, the most important thing that had ever happened to her in her whole life. So what if he had kissed her? She, and how many others?Yet there had been a certain star-spangled splendour about the evening which refused to go away. Not even the prospect of being Miss Black and having to go to work just as though nothing had happened could quite banish the glow that surrounded her.Cautiously, hedging her recollections about with stern reminders that she was not to make too much of them, she allowed herself to dwell once again on the silent journey they had made coming back from the bridge. Neither of them had said a single word; she, out of sheer nervousness, and he—? He wasn’t the type to suffer from nerves. Besides, it couldn’t have been the brand new, shattering experience for him that it had been for her.
What do You think about Singing In The Wilderness?
