To walk beside him, dressed akin to him, rucksacked and companionable, was bliss in itself; each step she took was like stepping once more across the threshold of heaven. She could not realize what she saw. Even on cool days the gardens were colorful and bright, with orange trees emanating sweetness and bumblebees drunkenly weaving from flower to flower. " "It won't. I meant mischief. The lantern was on the ground inside, ready. We all love you dearly. I guess.
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