Gideon

　　We walk back hand in hand. It feels so natural, and, wow, she is beyond beautiful. Every time I look into her eyes, my heart races. I can see a storm coming. I know once we get comfortable, I'll see those flashes of topaz like lightning. She is kind, caring, and nurturing, and I see how her siblings regard her. "Thank you, goddess, for hearing my call."

　　I put my hand in my jacket pocket as we walk back, oh the violets. Do I give them to her? I peek at ...