Point Of No Return

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You remember when we-

He says, a reminiscent smile on his face as he leans on the terrace railing and stares out over the water. His voice fades away, but you dont need him to finish the words, because you do; you do remember. A small boat, white with a navy blue trim around its flank. Sea spray striking your skin as wind whipped up your hair. Your hands on the steering wheel, though he was the one steering; pressed up tight against your back with his hands around your middle, gentle fingers...