Ben placed his hand on her cheek, still torn between his sorrow at her death and his joy of their being together again.
“Bloody stupid little fool,” he cried, pulling her into him. “What were you doing – running about in the middle of the road?”
“I was searching for you.”
Ben held her tighter than ever.
“Well, you’ve found me and nothing will part come between us again.” His kissed her long and hard. This was all that mattered. Not life or death or all the silly things which came in the middle of them and seemed important but really weren’t. Love was all that counted in the end. Helping her to her feet, Ben and Catlin took hold of each other’s hand and with barely a sideways look back at the drama of the life she was no longer a part of, they walked off into the hills where they had spent so many hours dreaming, at peace in the knowledge that there was nothing, not life, death or even time, that could part them again.
The End.
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