"Leap of Faith" was playing. I laid my head upon his chest as he danced me around the kitchen. I thought how appropriate that song was as I was about ...o take a leap of faith myself. (Leap of Faith is a song written and recorded by American country music singer Lionel Cartwright. Search it and you can listen to it and see if you think it was appropriate too.)John and I danced for a few more songs. I asked him if he would come with me to the bar to get my personal stuff. He asked should he take. Ally did have a look in one of the boutiques but came out quite quickly when she realised the dress she was admiring was a few pence short of five hundred quid. Short of visiting The Spa we’d exhausted Harrogate’s possibilities by lunchtime so I suggested we nip to the neighbouring town of Knaresborough for lunch. We had a cracking lunch in a local pub and by the time we got back to the hotel it was about time to start getting ready for the ceremony – apparently we were supposed to be at the. . thing."Mary grinned tightly, took a swallow of her drink and nearly choked over it. "Hey, how much did you put in?"That's about a double-triple, I'd say. Like it?"She took another, smaller sip. "Boy, that's strong stuff. If I drink this, I'll be climbing the walls." But do you like it, Mary?"She looked up at him quickly. "Yes, I like it. Why? Does it matter?" Not really. It matters only that you don't seem able to listen to what I'm saying. That is, I'm not coming through clear to you at the. Sherri idly took his hand as they wandered through the tree-lined Oval. It felt so natural to walk hand in hand like this. Sherri squeezed his fingers tight and he squeezed back.As they walked, Aaron’s questions turned inward and became more personal.“What’s going on with you Sherri? Tell me the truth, maybe I can help,” he asked in a soft voice.“What do you mean? I’m great. Life is sweet,” Sherri responded. It was an automatic response. She gave it no more thought than breathing.“That’s not.