"Oh he still does that, just, I guess not so much when you're in the room? I heard them after we headed out to the porch last night? He's still got it." She grinned at him, not even wanting to think about the way too soon tomorrows, or any part of the future. "I can't help but wonder though, how did they manage to survive you and still love each other?"
Her own parents flashed into her head, and how much they still depended on each other, although, Icene hadn't tried to burn down their house. No, she'd just made it snow in July, in California, for one back garden. No wonder her mother had gone insane.