For the week of June 30th (July 2nd):
Continued from last week:
"I will love you until the sparkle is gone from your eyes.", she said consolingly.
With that he slept.
As he slept she yearned for a younger time. For a time when he was sweet, and loving, and could remember her name, always.
She worried about what would happen to him if she should collapse. She was after all older than him. What would happen if she went first? What would he do if the sparkle left her eyes first?
She had no answers. No reassurances. She watched him as he slept and was filled with memories.