Peril

SARA

She sat by the window, her gaze on the deserted street below, and wondered how long it would go well at McPherson’s, how long her voice would hold out, how long before something changed.

She shook her head at how grim her own thoughts were, how all her life she’d reached for the Big Happy Ending. But when you really thought about it, the Big Happy Ending was beyond what anyone could actually expect, and it seemed to her that it was the very fear of not having it that held all other, lesser happiness in peril.

And so the point was to enjoy the small happy endings that came your way.

She looked at the roses Abe had brought, then reached out and touched them. The day came back to her, from first light to now.

She smiled.

Okay, so, happy ending, right?