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But she hadn’t pulled away or demanded he drive her hoht But neither of theest time He’d already said too much

“That’s a very beautiful tribute, Jack,” she finally said “She must have been a very special person for you to have loved her so much”

“I’ve never known anyone like her”

“I’m sorry you lost her”

“Me, too” Although, he wondered whether, if Courtney had lived, they’d have lasted or if he’d have tired of her abusing her body with drugs and whatever it took to get them As much as he’d loved her, the man he was today wouldn’t have stayed to watch such self-destructive behavior

He was all about being a free spirit, but believed life was about a higher purpose, serving others He liked to think that even had he never , his purpose

Knowing Taylor had to be tired of their depressing conversation, he stood froo for a walk”

“In the dark?”

“You afraid?” he challenged, reaching his hand out to pull her up from her chair

“Should I be?”

“I pro hurt you,” he re in hi hurt

Taking his hand, she stood froers with his, and said, “Let’s walk”

Taylor had lingered out in the cow pasture for as long as she could

Jack would take her hoot back to the house