� ���� We ordered a couple of beers.

����� "Where do they get all these old books?" Beck said leafing through an old volume she had pulled from the shelf. "Do they ask their employees to bring in old books, or do they go out of their way to find such antique books?"

����� "I don't know," I said quietly, "Perhaps a little of both. � God! You look good!" � And she did. �

����� Becky smiled.

����� "I've missed you." I said.

����� "I've missed you too. � What have you been doing lately?"

����� "Some writing, here and there, mostly. � How long will you be here?"

����� "About four more days. � My reunion will start tomorrow, we're meeting at a hotel in Oro Valley and we'll get together for the next two days beyond that. � I'll be leaving shortly after that, perhaps the next day."

����� "Is Chris down here too?"

����� "No. � I'm by myself. � Chris wouldn't let me take the car, so I had to take a flight here. � He asked if I was going to see you, I told him that I didn't know."

����� "Why did you marry him?"

����� Perhaps it was a bit audacious for me to ask, but there were questions that I needed answered, I needed to know. � But Becky didn't seem to mind.

����� "Because he asked." � She said. � "You get to a point in a relationship where you either split-up or you get married, and at that time I didn't feel like I wanted to split-up. � So, I got married."

����� "Any children?" � I was almost afraid to ask. � I didn't know how I'd react if she said yes.

����� "No!" � She said quickly and with a bit of a laugh, "My cabinet is so full of birth-control, it looks like a military zone!"

����� "I wanted so much to have children with you." I told her.

����� "I know."

����� It was so easy for me to get lost in her eyes, blue and beautiful, like being adrift on an ocean. � And I loved the way she gazed at me.

����� "I love you so very much." I said.

����� "I know that too."

����� There was a silence between us, words spoken through our eyes - communication not with words, but with feelings - a connection between us without the need for words.

����� "Want to leave here?" I asked.

����� "Sure. � Where to?"

����� "Well... We could go visit some old haunts."

����� "I'd like to go to Sabino Canyon." She said.

����� "Actually, I had that in mind."