London“I don’t think everyone is fortunate enough to find magical love, but I’m thanking my lucky stars that we were.”
—London Wright
I’ve just put the final coat of paint on the living room wall when Loïc walks in the door.
“How was it?” I ask excitedly.
Loïc pulls me in for a kiss.
“It was great. They have a really nice VA here. It’s huge. I like the guys in the PTSD group.”
“Oh, that’s wonderful,” I say, relieved.
I want so badly for Loïc to be happy out here in LA, and I know his involvement with the veterans at the VA is a big part of his happiness.
“I told you it’d be fine.” He leans in, sweetly kissing me again.
“I know. I just want everything to be perfect.”
“It will be because we’re together.”
So much has changed in the past month. Loïc moved out to LA to live with me.
