4-Dark
The theatre lights dimmed and in the dark he could no longer see her beautiful face. But he knew that she was there just the same. This wasn't a date. He was just being a good friend, accompanying Daphne to a movie on Superbowl Sunday. The film began and the title Wuthering Heights appeared, larger than life. Daringly he moved his hand across until their fingers touched. Her hand slid easily into his and when she started to cry, he gave her fingers a gentle squeeze.
"Thank you, Dr. Crane." She whispered, returning the affection. "You're such a good friend."