Blindly trusting David ( 1 )
by M.M. Lewis, August 2002

Blindly trusting David, that was my first mistake.
        "I know it sounds crazy, but it'll work," he assured me. I looked doubtfully at him, unconvinced that this plan was a good idea. There seemed to be so many flaws in it, too many details that needed to be worked out.
        "All of these things still have to be figured in," I reminded him. And he just gave me that smile, the I-love-you one.
        "Trust me. I'll take care of it," and another one of those smiles. What could I do? Suddenly I believed him, and I'd listen to anything he said. If he told me this was the right thing to do, then it was the right thing to do.
        A week later my dorm was empty, and my bags were packed for a one-month cruise in the Caribbean. My roommate looked at me and shook her head. "This is insane, Laura," she said for the thousandth time.
        "I know it sounds crazy, but it'll work," I answered for the thousandth time. The words that had sounded so ominous when David first said them had become my mantra. Now they filled me with confidence, not fear.