Life was good for a while. Maybe even great! I continued to find solace in the boy, in his family, in time spent with a family who was not over their head in grief. Our grand plans to spend even more time together over Christmas break were ruined by a blizzard. For Valentine's day I received flowers from not only the boy, but also from his brother (remember....the one I was betrothed to)...yellow carnations. The card read, "Hey Sis, thank you for making my little brother so happy."
Those boys, who I had been warned to stay away from, had caught me and given me a wonderful gift of happiness.