Their train reached the last stop. She didn't even know the name. But she was confident as God had blessed her with strong shoulders to give Tara a good life. She was going to miss Vyaas, but that shall pass. She could not bring herself to doing something that she would regret every minute of her life. The loss was far too much, yes, but she could not find one reason that convinced her it was right. She overcame a disaster once, this was going to be nowhere near that. She could do it. She got up from the seat with confidence and moved on.
She walked down from the coach, with her eyes carefully screening her path. She couldn't afford to trip, for there was no longer a shoulder to hold her from falling. As she walked forward, she felt a grasp around her arms. She knew the temperature so well, she didn't need to look. With her eyes closed, she could picture the expression on his face. He came for her. Her Vyaas. Her true love. He understood and respected her ideals. There would be another time to talk, a lot of it, for now was not a moment for words. For that was the magic of their relationship, to converse without words. She returned the grasp with all her love. And they walked forward into eternity.
The End.
Cheers,
Hopie
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