Chapter 27

Our last day together.

We had fallen asleep on the sofa where, alone with miserable thoughts as my only companions, I wondered what had awakened me. It must have been the sound of water running in the bathroom. My brain didn't want to think. It was like trying to hold back an avalanche. The past week had been heavenly; I didn't want it to come to an end. Not quite yet. Hell, not ever. But Gabe's bag, packed and stowed by the door, heralded a different end to this chapter.

Why in the world was I even considering dipping the quill of my thoughts into the vivid ink to write of what my life might be like if distance weren't an issue? I mean, what if Gabe lived here? Not even with me, necessarily, but close enough so we could do this anytime.

I wondered if I could live in Australia. Then I realized we hadn't even talked about it. So why even consider it? Because I was in love.