It Is A Strange World," I Murmered,

For Almost Ninety Years I’ve Walked Among My Kind, And Yours… All The Time Thinking I Was Complete In Myself, Not Realizing What I Was Seeking. And Not Finding Anything, Because You Weren’t Alive Yet.

I Was Not Allowed To Think Of Him. That Was Something I Tried To Be Very Strict About. Of Course I Slipped; I Was Only Human. But I Was Getting Better, And So The Pain Was Something I Could Avoid For Days At A Time Now. The Trade-off Was The Never-ending Numbness. Between Pain And Nothing, I'd Chosen Nothing.

You're My Life Now And I Will Do Anything To Protect You.

Some Of The Memories Were Not Clear - -dim Human Memories, Seen Through Weak Eyes And Heard Through Weak Ears: The First Time I'd Seen His Face... The Way It Felt When He'd Held Me In The Meadow... The Sound Of His Voice Through The Darkness Of My Faltering Consciousness When He'd Save Me From James... His Face As He Waited Under A Canopy Of Flowers To Marry Me... Every Precious Moment On The Island... His Cold Hands Touching Our Baby Through My Skin.

What Is A Valid Reason For Someone To Love Someone Else? Since Apparently I’m Doing It Wrong.