Liam got home one evening, he was late getting home as usual. But he rushed to get inside from his car and that was new. He never felt the need to rush, but now that there was someone at home he wanted to see he found himself taking large and fast strides. He was not yet used to being married, but the notion made him giddy. He was grinning to himself as he ran up the stairs from the garage. He quickly navigated through the house, he knew exactly where she was. He could sense her, he could smell her. It was a divine smell, alluring, sweet but gentle. He rounded a corner along a large sitting area and found the balcony she stood on, she looked out the large back yard and the moon that hung low in the horizon. Her hair and dress flowed with the breeze, she was barefoot and leaning on the rail
