A Treasure Found at Home

It was a night of surprises. Big, bold, loud surprises and soft, quiet, warm surprises. I danced in a way I haven’t danced in years. He was behind me, dancing, and suddenly I was in his arms responding to the most subtle pressures on my wrist. Later, when I returned home, my hand still held the warm smell of the man who had held me as the night wore into morning. The calmness was perhaps the biggest surprise of all.