He Said, She Said

We’d just spent a nice evening walking around the Grand Basin in Forest Park, holding hands and enjoying the unseasonably cool weather.

We sat on a bench to rest, the sun on our faces; Ian was dancing circles in the gravel path. On the back of the bench was a plaque that read, ‘For All the Talks with Nana’. I looked at Kelly, and a breeze from across the pond caught her hair. I put my arm around her, and kissed her on the cheek.

‘I love you.’

She turned her face toward me, and pointed over my shoulder. ‘Hey, that dog can do tricks.’

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