“My North Star . . . ,” he whispered. His nickname for her. “Do you remember w-why I chose it for you?” Rheans nods, weeping. Between tears, she manages to finish his words for him. “You don’t have to be the brightest star in the sky, but you’re the one I look to when I need direction.” “I love you, Louise,” he says, fading. He remembers everything now.
