We're both car lovers and we really wanted those. But we're going to hang on to ours until they fall apart.

This is such a beautiful country, it would be a shame to spend your whole life working and not be able to enjoy it. Road trips are definitely going to be somewhere in there.

In a happy world, we'd like to leave our 9 to 5 jobs by the time we reach 40. We don't want to be working our entire lives. We want to enjoy things; family, friends, each other.

Good lovers understand each other. Better lovers respect each other. Best lovers live to trust each other. Great lovers dwell in each other.

As for Fergus. He had a habit which Maud was not experienced enough to recognise as a common one in ex-lovers of giving little tugs at the carefully severed spider-threads or puppet-strings which had once tied her to him.

I love you more. I love you enough to let you go and live your dream." I tilted my head and shrugged. "Don't you see....? I love you more."

He smiled softly and I brushed some hair off his forehead. Running the backs of my fingers down his cheek, I whispered, "And, yes, I will miss you, more than you could possibly imagine, but I know that you have to do this Kellan. And you know it too."

Stubbornly he shook his head. "No, I know that I have to be with you. Everything else is just .... details.