Marina had jumped when the explosion went off and had since tried to calm down. “I don’t think he is coming.”
“I can walk you home, it is sort of along the way, it would be no trouble.”
“Thanks, but I think I’ll be fine. Don’t worry,” she said getting up from the bench. “Thanks for waiting with me.”
“Hey, listen. How about I walk with you until I need to get to my house?”
I kicked myself for sounding inarticulate. “Until our paths diverge we can walk together.” I said slower and more pronounced.
She gave me a funny look, then said, “Yeah, that sounds good.” I missed my ‘diverging path’ by three streets as I walked her to her door. We hadn’t talked much on the way and the roads were very quiet, so we consciously walked by each lamp post for comfort. A few were unlit, and the few strides between each seemed cold in the dark. We eventually reached her house, which was fairly large, even for Northside.
“Well, goodnight, Marina.” I said on the pathway leading to her door, making sure to say her name.
“Yeah, thanks for walking me back.”
“Oh, it was no problem. I’ll see you next week.”
“Yeah,” was all she said. Then I kissed her. I bumped her nose, and for one awful second I thought she was going to push me away. But, thankfully, she gently put her hands on my shoulder and kissed me back. When it was over I looked towards the ground at first. She had tiny feet for a girl nearly my height.
“I hope your servant is here.” I said, finally looking at her. She smiled and said he should be. I mumbled something about getting home and we said our goodbyes again. I nearly ran home, with a huge grin fixed upon my face and still dodging the shadows.