A slim hand covered his, taking the camcorder from him. She smiled and pulled him down to sit on the rock. ‘Just look at it with your own eyes for a change,’ she said.
She pressed the stop button on the camcorder and placed it next to her. ‘This is my favorite look-out, but I haven’t been here for years.’ She sighed gently. A sound that reminded him of coming home after a long, tiring day. A sound of comfort. Completeness.
‘Why’s that?’ he asked, utterly intrigued, the list blurring into the far recesses of his mind.
‘Work, I guess, too many other things to do. I’d forgotten how beautiful it is here.’ She laughed. ‘Fancy that. How could I forget about this?’ She indicated the land with a wave of her hand. ‘To me, this is true beauty. Heaven on earth.’ Then she breathed in slowly, as tho
