Laughing eyes–my mom once observed after she first met him–to describe how his eyes shine at everything, how this man has a knack for making everyone around him feel pretty darn magnificent. You know, it’s very good for a man to have laughing eyes! But at that moment, his eyes weren’t laughing across the restaurant table from me. His serious face told me–through all the electric and fragrant greens, the spray and the shine of the wild bursts of fruit, the messy blood-red days and the stench and the stink too—this finally was a man who’d never flinch, never leave my side when things were messy,
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