Now it was just the two of us, Max and me. And about a thousand other people around us.

Hey, A-D-D,” she called out to Claire, “come over and try these on.

I miss the smell of him. I miss his lips and his strong arms. I miss him.

The sounds she heard bouncing off the walls around her were those of defeat.

I was wrong. I should have never doubted you. I do trust you. I love you, and I can't do this anymore. I don't want to be..." He struggled to find the right words. "...without you." And then, finally, his arms slackened, releasing her, giving her the choice again. She felt his shoulders slump, and his heart shudder. "Please...

They lay there like that, in a different kind of silence now, watching the lake and the stars, listening to the night, each basking in the warmth of the other.

She would be trouble, this one; the fact that he was lying awake now was proof of that.