Do you remember the snow fight, darling?
"I
have won," I declared.
"Very
well, I surrender.” You smiled at me.
It was the conclusion of the prescribed play-time, after we had thrown packed
balls of snow at each other. I had downed you and you lay beneath the tree. I
moved close. And then you brought the snow from the branch above down upon my
head. In a cold flurry, I was defeated.
You laughed and exulted. "Now,
I am the victor!"
"Please
remind me the next time, to not believe you when you surrender.”
"I
never give up.” You smiled again and kissed me.
I ask your pardon for my directness, but I did not believe you
would surrender to death either. And I beg you to forgive me for what I did in order to bring you back.
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