The strength he felt in holding her was no illusion.
“I go out walkin’ after midnight, out in the moonlight, just hopin’ you may be, somewhere a-walkin’ after midnight, searchin’ for me…”
The music played, the crowd walking Broad Street parted around the dancing pair, and Trevor and Nina swayed gently back and forth-together in a world of their own.
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