Her Mom's lessons paid off, and we were able to avoid embarrassing ourselves. The highlight of our dancing came towards the end of the evening, when the fiddle player joined the string quartet and they played a song called "The Lover's Waltz". The fiddler and the violinist alternated the passages, and it was haunting and beautiful both ways. As Ginny and I danced, the other couples left the floor to us, and it was soon just the two of us. Our eyes were locked together the entire time, and I could feel Ginny's heart beating next to mine. I reached out again without effort to pull a little energy from a nearby jump point and wrapped Ginny and I in a blanket of energy, blending our rhythms and sensations. We moved without thinking in perfect time to the music, and we kissed through the applause at the end of the song.I met hundreds of people. Literally. Too many to really remember, but I made an effort to file the names and faces away. If it was possible to remember, I wanted to give it. I've already made up my mind. I'm going to do this. I've just had a bad start. A poorly chosen strategy. I have to step back and rethink what to do.As I wandered through the house, I noticed the door to his study was open and he was no longer there. I tried the living room and then the kitchen, but he was nowhere to be found. I looked in the hall closet and noticed his windbreaker was missing. He had left. Where had he gone? Would he be back tonight? I could feel the fear in my stomach. This was turning into a nightmare.I poured myself and strong gin and tonic and continued to pace through the house. Howard didn't have a cell phone, so there was no way to call him. Would he answer even if he could? I need a way out of this mess. I have to make him forget about my stupid outburst. Repairing the damage was going to be a long, slow process. It was essential that I make it right with him.I looked at the clock for the hundredth time. It was 10:30 pm and still no sign of Howard. It was dark.
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