They waked hand in hand along the avenue of trees, and as the overhead branches engulfed them, they felt for those few moments sheltered and hidden from the world.
It afforded them the opportunity to believe they were alone well away from the torments of past lives. When oppression, narcissistic partners and fruitless marriages dominated their everyday.
Here they were themselves, and they lingered long under the canopy of protection.
Her hand grasped his, entwined her fingers in his and leant her head against his shoulder.
He stopped and gathered his arms around her. They found each others warmth inviting and so stayed there not saying anything but soaking in each other.
He stepped back to look into her eyes and take in the woman who had agreed to come and stay with him.
They looked at each other before smiling signalling their delight in what they were taking in of each other.
“Would you marry me?” he asked.
“In a heartbeat,” she replied.