EMPOWERED ME

There was still disappointment and anger within me. I still couldn't believe that Charles Landy, my sweet-old dancing

wanted to stay here. I needed to recall everything that had happened since I had returned to Altea up to now; for I wanted to see if I had missed

same look on his eyes. His face had definitely changed, and the rest of his body as well. Charles had gotten taller and was well

to him. After all, we never spoke to each other for so many years while we h

without saying a word, and I was speechless!

dancing partner. Kim, this is Ch

and to me and said, "Hi, Kim. How ar

he kept asking me more questions. He asked me when we had arrived, and for how long we planned on staying in our hometown. It was a very informal conversation at the beginning. I felt apprehensive because Charles kept star

ved, and what future plans I had; I soon realized that I hadn't asked him anything. He'd been asking, and I

I were already recalling dancing pres

Was it because of the love letter that I

e was smiling and blushing. I felt my face blushing also, and then the three of us started l

ears for the same reason that you

se, but a twist in his lips s

! Charles, excused himself, and asked me if we could talk again later that evening, and I replied that I supposed it was fine. He stret

and had been asking me if I wanted to order now. He must have thought that I was on drugs or something sim

e the opposite effect on me; my tears were already rolling down my face. I became furious with myself again because I didn't want to make a scene in front of other commensals. I wiped them savagely and took a deep breath to regain composure. I continued sitting there, sta

ly started making comments like; 'true love never dies, that Charles still loved you, that Charles was a won

a veterinarian. She informed me that Charles and Richard were also in charge now of the small hotel that had belonged to their grandparents. She couldn't avoid telling me that Charles was single, and that through the ten years of not seeing me, h

was too young when all of this had happened. I had liked him because after the incident of the love letter that he sent me; he never did anything to offend me, nor was he ever disrespectful to me. He

r, she did ask me if I had ever felt anything

ears. I trusted him in many ways. He was reliable-friendly-responsible-respectful and

ncing. I remember how your eyes searched for him across the school playground. I remember how you smiled at him, and I remember the twinkle

t other things. My uncle Jorge stayed there for hours; for he was stocking merchandise. Brenda came in to fetch me so that I could acc

g to deny that I had ever felt something for him, while another part of me recognized to some extent that maybe, just m

ike upside down in my mind because this time we were talking to each other! What was really making me feel apprehensive and nervous was the fact that I still f

ecome of his life, but I had always left it at that. I never asked for him to Emma or to anyone else. I had always tried to remember Charles as my childhood dancing-partner; only that! When I remembered Charles, I always remembered other peop

ad captivated me like it used to do so many years ago? Could it be because having him close brought me back the sensation of feeling safe with him as when we used to dance? Was it the fact that he still showed great interest in me? Had it been the touch of his strong hands when he had greeted me, or had it been the hearing of his br

ved." Emma informed me