Only One
Her father's words echoed in her head. She was too old to play among boys. She must choose a love and move forward. Her sisters were already married or engaged. A tear escaped from her eye and rolled down her cheek. She truly loved them both. She could never choose one over the other, but she couldn't leave them either. But for now, for a fleeting moment, she was here with them. She watched them spar. Their movements were fluid as they danced around each other and, for a fleeting moment, they were one. She sighed. If only.