Sunlight through the leaves and that perfect autumn breeze - feeling like this for every day feels like a dream! Cozy knit dress, favorite boots, and maybe just a little bit of magic in the air today....

The wool is scratchy tonight, isn't it? Not that we don't know each other – after all these years, shouldn’t it be comfortable? This dress, a rather predictable shade of forest green - always felt like a good choice back then, didn't it? A little too much to hide behind, perhaps, but not enough. Certainly not compared to the feeling when he was actually here.

See the way the light catches the fringe, though? It used to catch everything, hadn't it? Every laugh, every raised eyebrow, even those times we weren’t quite sure if we were arguing or simply disagreeing. The scent of woodsmoke still clings to the fabric sometimes, doesn’t it? Like it did last night, when the rain came in off the garden – gentle, persistent... almost welcoming. Almost.

You haven’t said anything for ages, have you? Just standing there, bundled up against the cold, exactly as you usually are. Watching us. Which, let’s admit, can be rather dull sometimes, this watching. We never really made a fuss about being watched, not much of a fuss ever, except when it mattered most.

That flicker of annoyance around the eyes, yes? There it is. Not disapproval, necessarily. More like...a quiet questioning. As if you remember something we might have forgotten. Or maybe it’s that we forgot. He asked about the roses, didn't he? Said they looked well pruned. Easy enough, thought so.

Now look at you. Hesitant. Maybe a little hopeful. And us? Well, we’re here aren’t we? Nestled amongst the memories, a bit frayed around the edges, certainly. But mostly warm. Mostly.

So go ahead, then. Keep gazing. Let’s see what happens next time.”

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