I didn’t move an inch. I let him come to me. We held each other’s gazes as he slowly took small steps toward me. I still struggled to hold it all together, but it was easier if I didn’t move.
I smiled to encourage him to inch forward. He took one more step. I held my breath and when nothing happened, I let it out. I tried to talk to him one more time. I opened my mouth and called his name. He looked at me with no comprehension. He knew I tried to speak but didn’t understand.
He took another step forward.
I said his name again. He lifted his eyebrows in question. I decided to stop speaking and concentrated on our progress.
Another step forward.
He looked down at the space between us and knew he was almost there, for I could see in his expression determination and his will to continue pushing.
He looked back up and took another step.
I felt the cloud in my mind threaten to take over. I clenched my fists, and suddenly he stiffened. He must have noticed my hesitation, for he stopped and took a deep breath. I pushed the cloud back in my mind with all my might. I felt somewhat clearer and nodded at him that it was all right.
He took another step forward.
He smiled. If we would have reached out our hands, we would have touched.