Tomorrow May Already Be Too Late
We dined out.
We spent long evenings on the patio watching the light go down over the lawn.
I truly believed life had handed me a second chance I had done nothing to deserve.
I want to be honest about that happiness, because it was real to me at the time, and because its realness is exactly what made everything that followed possible.
A confidence trick does not work on a suspicious man.
It works on a happy one.