Out of the Woods

by Hannah Bonam-Young

I am a simple creature, at my core. Give me books, sunlight, water, and a handsome man looking at me like I’m some rare jewel, and I’m all set.

“A lot of people will say relationships are fifty-fifty, but I think that’s a load of rubbish. We all have seasons and periods where we require more from our partner. The trick to a long, lasting relationship in my professional experience is not getting stuck at a set percentage.”

climb into our tent and find my sleeping bag neatly laid out over my mat. Folded nicely on top of it is a fresh change of clothes, my e-reader, and a small bundle of yellow cornflowers. It’s the last thing I expected to see. So much so, that I nearly tear up at the sight of it.

Caleb has bought me many extravagant presents over the years—but none compare to this. My heart swells and sings as I take it in. Folded clothes, a piece of comfort, and a sweet gesture. Simple, as things used to be between us.