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“The tightly furled long-stem rose just starting to bloom—that’s you. The barbed wire”—his fingers followed the swoops that wrapped loosely around the stem—“that’s me protecting you.”
“I didn’t say anything to him that wasn’t true, Shannon. I love you. More than he ever did.”
“When love comes along, sometimes it whispers in your ear, and sometimes it slams you up against the wall.”
A love so strong sometimes I think I might not survive it. And that’s okay. I’ll take whatever the good Lord gives me, however many years that may be. And in the end, I hope to God I go first, because I know I can’t live without her. I wouldn’t survive the loss.
