She was thinking of his mouth on hers. Which seemed only fair since he__ given a lot of thought to the same thing.___ight,_ she whispered.__ight,_ he whispered back.And yet neither of them moved.

What drew her into O__iley__ like a bee to honey was the six-foot, broad-shouldered, dark eyes, dark smile of Finn O__iley himself.

Finn was different.And he was different because she wanted him in her life in a way she hadn__ wanted anyone for a very long time.Maybe ever.

Finn?___eah?___emember how you said the ball was in my court?__e pressed his forehead to hers for a beat, like he was working on control. She knew she should be as well but she didn__ want him to leave, didn__ want to be alone in this. __on__ go,_ she whispered softly.

Their gazes locked and held for a long beat, like maybe he was taking her pulse from across the room, absorbing the fact that she was drenched and breathless. The corners of his mouth twitched. She__ amused him again.

The symbol of a drama, a symphony, or a dance is useful to correct a certain absurdity which may arise if we talk too much of God planning and creating the world for good and then being frustrated by the free will of the creatures. This may raise the ridiculous idea that the Fall to God by surprise and upset His plan, or else _ more ridiculous still _ that God planned the whole thing for conditions which, He well knew, were never going to be realized. In fact, of course, God saw the crucifixion in the act of creating the first nebulae. The world is a dance in which good, descending from God, is disturbed by evil arising from the creatures, and the resulting conflict is resolved by God's own assumption of the suffering nature which evil produces.