"Welcome home, love,"
Buer whispered to me before sweeping me off my feet.
Buer and I are inseparable these days. Since our return, we've fallen back into our former lives with ease. Our first few days back have consisted of quiet afternoons reading poetry to one another, making love, and picnicking amongst the wild peonies in the meadow. At night, we dance in the moonlight to nature's music. Heaven is, as it seems -
a paradise.