Prologue

What do you know about true love, said this old woman in a raspy voice as she lay in bed before this young man.

His green eyes looked down at her as he drew the quilted covering up to her neck. Her gray hair resting upon the pillows behind her head. Her dark green eyes were filled with life and energy even though her body was dying.

Let me tell you a story, he responded with a smile that warmed her heart. She closed her eyes and held his hand as she listened intently to his story.

A story about love, that has been told to me, repeatedly for many years, when I was a little boy.

You can decide if it is true love or not.

It all began…