He stood on the balcony looking across the field. He thought he could see her dancing around the small fire she had built to celebrate the upcoming solstice.
He pulled his jacket around him and looked back up to see the fire out and she was walking toward the house. Hurrying inside he pulled on his pajama's and climbed into bed.
He rolled over, yawning loudly and pulled her close. As he did every morning he held her close as the morning sun rose into the sky.
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