When it all syncs up

I don't let myself think as I begin moving. Neil follows my lead and I feel myself shifting into a new plane where the language of his movements starts to become familiar. A form of communication that I'm not only beginning to understand, but learning to speak. Our eyes connect and I communicate to him that I get how alone he's felt and that I've felt it too. That I'm so glad we're finally together again. When we come to a stop we're eye to eye and for a horrible second, I think we both might cry. Excerpted from When It All Syncs Up by Maya Ameyaw All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.