“I can’t be near him without craving. This is Vance, and he is right here. He shuts his eyes, and I step closer. Then I sink down to my knees. I want to hold him more than anyone has ever wanted anything. I want to tell him that his soft words from the cabin’s pond are framed and hung above the front door of my mind. He should know that when there’s nothing else for me, there is the thought of him.”
