Skating

Josephine sat on the bed of her best friend. She put her white cane together and next to herself.
"Would you like to have a cup of hot tee? It is really nice after cold station skating."
Josephine smiled.
"Matilda?"
"Yeah?" She put the cups on the table. "Yours the one on the right."
"Ou, thanks," she had a big sip of tee, "Something strange happened to me today." She started.
"Ou? On the ice? You didn't fell, did you? You?re mom will kill me if she finds out I left you alone there."
"No, No, I didn't fell."
"What happened then?"
"Someone was there as well. I could hear when he entered the stage." She drank her tee again.
"And? Who was it?"
"I don?t' know. I still don't."
"Anyway, he started skating around me. I thought he was fooling around and it seriously scared me. But he made no attempt to come closer, so after a while, I didn't even notice him."
"How you know it was him?" couldn't Matilda understand.
"Females are lighter, you 'now?"
"Ou, sorry. Go on," she smiled with excitement.
"Well, he did start making closer rounds. At first, I thought that, ou, now he's fooling. I asked him not to do that, but he didn't listen. But he said nothing as well. It looked like he knew me, because in few minutes he was really close to me and I could touch him if I would have reached out my hand. I did try to touch him, but he always went out of my reach. He was playing with me. But I couldn't hear any sound. No laughing. Suddenly, he skated away. I shrugged my shoulders and skated on. It was my first time, when I finished the pirouette without any mistakes! I'm so proved of myself!"
"Good girl!"
"But he hadn't left! The music centre was on the city side of the hall and that's where he went. One moment the music stopped and I stopped dancing as well, because it's easier to listen, when not dancing. But the silence wasn't for long. The song Susannah and martin are dancing by, the one from..."
"I know the song,"
"He put it on and started making rounds again, coming closer. It didn't take long before he was really close. He stopped rounding and stood behind me. He took my hand slowly, like being afraid I will pull them back and started leading me. I didn't feel comfortable at first, but as the song went on, I felt more confident in him. Ou, it was so lovely- like a fairy-tale! It would've been, if he'd only let me touch his face. I even tried couple timed, but every time I rose my hand to touch it, he gently blocked the way. Like he didn't want me to know, who he is."
"How romantic!" Matilda shined and took a bit from the biscuits.
"Suddenly the Hall's big front door slammed and he skated away."
"But what do you remember of him?"
"Beside that he was nice? Hmm, I felt a scar on his arm. It has some kind of shape. It ran across his wrist. Can you give me some paper and a pen?"
"Yeah, sure."
"There," she showed the drawing to her friend,? that?s how I saw it."
Matilda gasped. Josephine noticed it.
"What? What is it?"
"I know, who has the same scar. Remember Thomas? My neighbour boy? The moved back in their house few weeks ago. But he finished skating long time ago..."
"Why?"
"His father didn't approve and he was forced to let it go. Wow, it seems he's back now and skating again."