Henry nodded, thinking, 'If you were any more whipped, little brother, they'd serve you on ice cream.

Henry nodded, thinking, 'If you were any more whipped, little brother, they'd serve you on ice cream.

Love can sometimes achieve the impossible

She leaned into me, and when I closed my eyes, I knew I wanted nothing more than to hold her this way forever.

Life was about spending time together , about having the time to walk together holding hands, talking quietly as the sun go down. It wasn't glamorous, but it was, in many ways, the best that life has to offer. Wasn't that how the old saying went? Who, on their deathbed, ever said they wished they had worked harder? Or spent less time enjoying a quiet afternoon? Or spent less time with their family?

She couldn't think of anyone else who remotely resembled him. He was complicated, almost contradictory in so many ways, yet simple, a strangely erotic combination. On the surface he was a country boy, home from war, and he probably saw himself in those terms. Yet there was so much more to him. Perhaps it was the poetry that made him different, or perhaps it was the values his father had instilled in him, growing up. Either way, he seemed to savor life more fully than others appeared to, and that was what had first attracted her to him.

After all, if there is a heaven, we will find each other again, for there is no heaven without you.