I placed a blanket over her and stood there looking at her for several minutes.
She looked peaceful.
I realized I wanted to spend the rest of my life giving her more moments like that.
A week later, we were sitting in her garden, watching the sun sink behind the houses.
I had been rehearsing what I wanted to say for days, but when the moment arrived, my carefully prepared words vanished.
“Anna?”
She turned toward me.
“Yes?”
“What would you say if I told you I didn’t want our time together to end when the coffee cups were empty?”
She smiled.
“Then I’d say we should buy a larger coffee pot.”
I laughed, but my hands were shaking.
“I’m serious.”
Her smile slowly faded.
I took a breath.
“What if we got married?”
For several seconds, she stared at me as though she had not understood.
Then her eyes filled with tears.
