“Ten years. It wasn't enough time, but I would live every blessed second of it. "We're going to San Fransisco." She smiled up at me. "We'll get a house in North Beach." "Right away," I said. "I've got the down payment and then some."
She signed and pulled me close. "We're going to be so happy."
We would be. I'd dust the knickknacks, burn the sausage, wake up next to her every morning. I'd be grateful, even though I knew the end.”