“Maggie, are you okay? Why the tears? Tell me what’s wrong,” he urged, his voice laced with concern that grazed her already sensitive emotions.

Without a word, Maggie lunged into his embrace, clinging to him as though trying to fuse with him.

“Sanford, I..

She yearned to confide everything, to let him steer their future.

Yet, the words wouldn’t come.

The risk felt overwhelming.

Her strength was too frail.

dampness on his collar, Sanford’s

tenderly lifted her face, his hands gentle as he wiped away

to me.

as Maggie’s

grasp, struggling to stifle

down, her voice

movie. The lovers in it parted ways over certain

hardly fathom that a film had moved her to tears. Torn between amusement and concern, he chided gently, “Oh, you dear, foolish girl! Why let such sorrow take hold? Fearful that we might end

Angela’s Library

speaking volumes of

sincerity, Sanford declared, “Maggie, let’s

her like a bolt from the

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