Blissfully Yours. Diann Walker

all right, Gwen,” Mitch says, the look on his face making me almost willing to go through the whole vertigo thing again to keep him happy.

      Almost.

      Granny returns and places the warm cloth across my forehead.

      “Gwen, what is it?” Candace asks, reminding me of what I have to say.

      “I wanted to tell you. I really did. I even tried to tell you.” If You want to open the earth and swallow me whole right about now, Lord, I’m okay with that.

      Mitch smiles and pats my hand. “Tell me what, Gwen?”

      I don’t hear the ground crack, not even the slightest rumble. I guess I’m on my own here. I take a deep breath and look up at Mitch.

      “I’m afraid of heights, I have vertigo, and until this morning, I’d never skied a day in my life.”