Smile frozen on her face, fear crept into her heart, Hannah regretted extending the offer to meet at the museum.  What was Andrew hinting at?  Did he know something about her secret and sent to expose her for what she was?  Thoughts spilled forth like a breaking dam.  Torn by the urge to say how she forgot there was something planned on Friday and had to take a raincheck or just going, the rest of the evening was a blur.  Fear gripped her heart, sensing exposure nipping at her heels.  She was certain the dream would visit her tonight.  Unable to say the words during their time together, she vowed to call him the next day and leave a message, breaking the date.<br/><br/>Friday came around, Hannah woke looking forward to seeing Andrew’s blue eyes and tall figure after work.  Wearing a muted chiffon green dress with small yellow embroidered flowers and black flats, she appreciated how it flattered her figure and brought out the green in her eyes.  She arrived early at the little bistro across the street from the museum, having time to fret and worry about Andrew’s intentions.