Don't Let Go

She was walking towards him. Her walk had a rhythmic flow in it. It was bouncy and happy.
He had his back towards her and was engrossed in reading the newspaper.
She wanted to look her best today. After all, they were going to go out after so long. She wore a smile on her face. She was excited.
 He turned and noticed her coming. The look on his face was rather cold, not something she had expected. Never before had he been so withdrawn, she wondered, but continued walking. With movements of her hand she signaled that she would come and her happiness knew no bounds.
He gently nodded her away and just at this point the expression on his face turned to anger.
She couldn't believe it. Her eyes dropped. She turned away in dolor. Was it because of the other day? But that was because of no fault of hers. It was a mere misunderstanding and she had thought he would understand. She didn't feel the need to explain. He should trust her.
 And just as she had started to walk away, he ran towards her with full speed and caught hold of her arm. He wouldn’t let her go!