Shyly Adventurous

Prologue

      "Take my hand," she whispers. "I've got you."

I take a deep breath and slowly reach out my shaking hand. She grabs it and holds it tightly in her steady palm. I hope she doesn't notice how much mine is sweating.

Up until now, I had always been the kid who never did anything, or went anywhere. Anxiety can be no joke. Anxiety paralyzes you. It makes you not be able to breathe right. This has been me since I can remember. This has always been the way I was.

Until I met her.