As he walked down the busy road, memories of their time together at Lake Willow came rushing back, a smile spreading across his face.
David's footsteps quickened as he approached the lake, his pulse drumming a staccato beat in his neck, and his breath catching in his throat like a trapped bird.
'What if she is here?' he thought, his mind racing with possibilities. 'What will I say to her?' David carefully walked into the woods, his heart racing as he got closer.
He finally got to the lake, and looked around but no one was there, only the chirping of birds and sounds of small animals running around.
He picked up a few flat stones and walked towards the bridge, the warm sun on his skin a gentle contrast to the cool lake breeze.
Then, he slipped off his loafers and socks, feeling the rough wood beneath his feet. As he sat at the bridge's edge, the lake's calm surface reflected the surrounding trees like a mirror.
