Signs Of Progress
Lily hesitated, her fingers drumming the table. ‘I guess it can’t hurt to try,’ she said, not quite enthusiastic but not against it either.
‘I’ll give it a go,’ she added, with a small lift of her shoulders. This wasn’t a promise of change overnight, but her willingness to try spoke volumes.
It was a spark of hope—the start of something better if she kept that door slightly open.