They went back to the living room to stand, silent for a little, before
the fireplace. They watched the flames shoot upward through little
sprays and clusters of fiery sparks. Their hands crept together,
clinging close. Slowly their eyes came away from the fire and sought
each the other's. And she saw what he saw, a love that is eternal and
that understands.
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