I stayed on the hilltop, watching Paul pace out his libraryâa task he couldn't complete before the sun went down, but that didn't seem to matter. He was so full of joy I wondered that his feet touched the ground at all.
I tucked this moment into my private memories, the part of Esen that would never be shared, but always be treasured.
We'd both,
I thought,
recovered something of our pasts.
Who would have dreamed it could lead us to our future?