Yesterday after class, I drove home, stopping by the grocery store to pick up something for a couple fast meals to keep Tim and I fed through this next couple of days. I saw an elderly couple who live down the road. They walked close together as she pushed the cart. His arm was around her waist and his white head inclined towards her white hair. And he sang softly, "You're still the girl for me..."
My eyes watered at the sweetness of the secret scene, and I did not speak as I passed, because I didn't want to interrupt. I don't even think they noticed.