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Vignette
By RedNightBird (Rusty
Hough Bader)
How many anniversaries had they celebrated?
Each April 12th had been special in its way. Now, languid in the
candlelight, gentle fingernails trailed through the soft hair trailing
down the center of Vincent’s chest. "My Love," his words rumbled from
below her fingertips. "I see so much in our love."
She could only nod, her eyes half closed from their pleasure. "Mmm…"Her
nose buried in the wealth of his thick golden hair spread across their
pillows.
With the pad of his thumb, he stroked her still strong jawline to find
the last vestige of that original night. "It’s not solely our soul’s
warmth we’ve gained through the years." His clawed fingers spread to
comb back her love-tangled hair and Catherine moved into his touch.
"Catherine, each year those we love, people who love us, gather in the
spirit of the Tunnels."
Catherine’s gentle hand caught Vincent’s stronger hand as their fingers
interwove. She blessed the crest of his knuckles with a press of her
lips then she drew these dissimilar hands back in loving regard. "They
come to celebrate and play."
Vincent brought their hands to rest on his chest, under her chin. "Their
numbers grow each year!"
"Like us, my love, they hug, they laugh, and they mourn." The special
couple’s eyes met in understanding that their love, born April 12, 1987,
was the love that had grown universally. That date was the genesis of
stories shared, friendships forged and lives changed.
April 12th was only the beginning.
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