24 February 2006 | 100 words
There were times when he let the guarded sadness show in his face. And she wished she could tell him to let down those walls, at least in front of those he professed to love.
But there were also times when she heard in his voice the vestiges of a teasing, laughing note, and it gladdened her, for he had been too grave, too solemn in the little time she had known him. To see him smile cheered her.
And whenever her face shone so in the bright sunshine the city was yet to get accustomed to; so did his.
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