Lana laughed again, like she always seemed to do whenever Bart was around, though this time it was followed by yet another sniffle. She let herself pull away enough to look up at him and smile, her arms never moving from him. "I don't know...it seems like longer..."
Her eyes, though puffy and a little red, sparkled as she looked at him. He was taller, shoulders broader than she remembered. The only thing about him that hadn't changed were his eyes, which held the same kind of playfulness that she loved. Not that she was complaining. On the contrary...