C73 I Don't Want to

The last time Yates had actually held her hand in the mall, she had been so surprised that her mind had gone blank. But this time, he had walked a long way holding her hand, and she was no longer surprised. She just held his big hand gently. There was a man selling fresh fruit boxes in a cart. It was very cold, and the man was blowing on his breath as he took care of the passers-by