Ice Capades
"O-of course. Just don’t take me down with you." Clair just smiled and looked away.
Slowly she began to skate. Not was as fast as she was before. Making sure that he was getting the jist of it. “Just glide over the ice. Nice and slow.”
Marlon squeezed Clair's hand as they skated along. Marlon tried his best to match Clair's strides. His movements, which had started out jerky and unbalanced, gradually grew stronger and steadier as he became used to the ice beneath him. Soon, he felt like he was gliding across the ice.
"Oh man, Clair, I'm doin' it! I'm really doin' it!" He let go of Clair's hand and skated alongside her, smiling broadly.












