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The path is muddy, a carpet of leaves. Our feet one in front of the other. Our shoulders barely touching. Still two but soon to be three we parade through the rain.

It’s cold and it’s winter. Hands pulled into our jackets as far as possible. I defy the cold and reach for his hand. He squeezes it. Looks to his left and smiles before searching for the warmth of his coat again. A blue leather coat. A mid winter walk. So much is going to change. Not possible to know what to expect.

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