David nodded, sniffing loudly. He looked around. "Oh, where are the tissues?" he muttered with a huff. "Yes. We felt that it would be safest to return to her home town. She has sent me a few photos and things over the years, but there was one time- once we maybe got too careless. Ten years ago I went over to see her. Just for a day. I didn't see the children. But when I came back he was at the airport, smirking at me. Although it killed me to do so, we stopped corresponding out of fear it could be intercepted somehow. But it was so, so lovely to see her..." He smiled a little at the memory, of her lovely smile and golden hair and the way they'd just spent an afternoon in each other's arms, and every step away from her had weighed on his spirit like lead. A few more tears slipped down his face and he shook his head.