“Do you remember”—Miss Evan twined an arm about the other woman’s waist—“when we ran away?” That drew a soft laugh from Miss Fairfax. “I do indeed. My parents found us in a barn and dragged me home.” “But it didn’t stop us running away again.” “No,” agreed Miss Fairfax. “And again.” “No.” “And again.” Miss Fairfax was smiling her secret smile. “I would have run away with you a thousand times. A million. I would have run away with you every day and every night.” And then she leaned in and kissed her companion full on the lips.
