He takes her arm and she blinks rapidly several times. They're safe here. No one will question his presence here. What happens in this place is hers and hers alone.
She leans in and presses a soft chaste kiss to his cheek.
"Please forgive me, my love." The words convey that it's not his doing. She's trying to contain a powerful surge of emotion: memories, implications, concerns about a hundred facets of his presence here. And a part of her was not ready to cede this place to someone other than John. (It means he's really gone. He's gone and he's never coming back.)
In some fashion, he's not the only one that needed a shove.
"All the irrigation is done beneath the surface, so that evaporation is not a concern. The substrate wicks up moisture from a miniature reservoir that resides beneath the entire surface. It's -- sort of a test piece, for future projects on a much larger scale."
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She leans in and presses a soft chaste kiss to his cheek.
"Please forgive me, my love." The words convey that it's not his doing. She's trying to contain a powerful surge of emotion: memories, implications, concerns about a hundred facets of his presence here. And a part of her was not ready to cede this place to someone other than John. (It means he's really gone. He's gone and he's never coming back.)
In some fashion, he's not the only one that needed a shove.
"All the irrigation is done beneath the surface, so that evaporation is not a concern. The substrate wicks up moisture from a miniature reservoir that resides beneath the entire surface. It's -- sort of a test piece, for future projects on a much larger scale."