Heron Lake Plateau No I don't wanna fall in love

"I have moments of genius you know, Ully."

Ulrich could not help but grin at her. Oh, is that right? he asked, his eyes twinkling. Well, I'll keep that in mind.

She teased him for worrying too much, poking him, and he tsked and turned away, pretending to grumble--and then she slipped on the ice.

The slip was only minor, and she caught herself before anything much happened, but Ulrich's heart pounded in his chest, the blood roaring in his ears. He stared at her for a moment, as if waiting for her to suddenly scream in pain or slip again, but nothing happened. All previous gaiety faded from him, and he pressed his mouth into a firm line. Come, he said, and nudged her away from the shoreline. We will walk farther from the edge.