Joseph is full of surprises.
He has taken me to a lake, a place he would visit to procrastinate as a child, a place I have never been before. He is confident that I never came with Samuel and it was not a place I would have sought out alone. I love the steady ripple of the water and the scent of the surrounding trees.
But what I love more is that I am making a new memory. I am able to enjoy my surroundings without being painfully conscious that something is missing. I smile for what feels like a lifetime and Joseph must find it infectious as he grins in return. As we walk around the perimeter he talks and I take a bizarre amount of pleasure in it. We skirt around the difficult subjects and talk only of things that we may not have spoken of before. I learn of his childhood and I laugh at his anecdotes.
Too soon we are returning to the car and the silence falls between us once more. As he has done most of the talking I feel that it is my turn to say something, anything.
"Joseph, if my memories don't return..." He interrupts me.
"They will."
"But if they don't, I wouldn't want you to feel stuck with me. What I mean is, I would understand if the arrangement we have..." He interrupts me once more, this time surprising me silent.
"Why would I get rid of you when I finally find myself enjoying having you as my wife?"
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