(in response to the November Notes Writing Challenge as hosted by A Reading Writer and Heartstring Eulogies)
The song played from the phone in his pocket as they danced under stolen moonlight.
He sang along softly:
Everything will be fine
Everything in no time at all
Hearts will hold
“Will they really?” She looked up at him as the music ended. “Will our hearts hold?”
“For as long as it takes,” he promised. “I’ll wait for you.”