Lee sat down on the bed next to her, their hands in his lap. The years between this and the first moment Sheila knew she was in love with him fell away.
Lee touched her cheek, wiping away her tears with his thumb.
“I said the last night we were together, no distance can separate us.” He placed his hand on his heart. “Whether I was fighting in the rice fields in Vietnam, the VietCong all around; at college or sitting in a courtroom, you never left my mind. I’ve always loved you.”
This isn’t the end, it’s the beginning.