Swiftcurrent Creek [m] Hands 'round my neck, heavenly unfold

A fierce affection filled her then, and her tears fell anew. Reverie tucked her head lovingly beneath his chin, silent for a few long moments. He was perfect. Perfect, and hers.

After a little while she said, a bit haltingly, I meant to - to find you. I - I went to - our spot, But Dusty Rose had not found her. Everett had. She trembled, torn between the molten depths of her adoration for Dusty Rose and the unending screech of angerfeardisgustbetrayalwhy? She wished that she could forget. She wished that she could go back and undo it all, somehow.