She reached out to interlace her fingers with his. When she squeezed his fingers and buried the knot of them in the grass, he felt relieved. He was surprised to find he believed her words, fully and completely. Wasn’t it true, that love grew in ways beyond what he’d ever read or understood from a book? It could come from something as small as what she’d just described, or the way a person squinted thoughtfully toward the sun before she answered your questions. That was all it took, a moment enough to lodge in your mind and replay itself over and over, affecting your days forever after.
