The day went well. Lots of talk about what we could've done and could've been. Smiles and twinkles led to hugs then kisses.

Memories were relived and sighs..."You know, you had me at Ox Bow Lake. I knew it had to be you. A little maturity in your face, the hair's a little shorter. But the lake's name made me really hear your voice, and that hadn't changed in 40 years."

I always wanted more than we had had...