“Everything came back at once. Laughing, talking, holding each other close. The way he always touched my cheek before he kissed me. Warmth. Safety.
I lost my grip on my fork and it clattered onto my plate. Shawn must have been lost in thoughts of his own, because that startled him. He reached for me across the table, touching my hand. "Dawn, Are you all right?"
So many things that had been just out of my reach came into focus.
"You're my Shawn."
Shawn was smiling. "Yes. I always have been. You see me now."
I nodded and realized I had tears running down my face. Shawn reached out again and put his whole hand around mine, engulfing it.”