never had children.
There had been a few relationships over the years and several kind men who had tried to build a life with me.
But none of them had ever been Thomas.
I had not spoken his name aloud in more than fifty years.
Thomas had been my first love.
We were both seventeen when we met, young enough to believe that promises could last forever simply because we meant them when we made them.
I had earned a place at a college in another city.
Thomas had chosen
