[ A gift, on Christmas morning, in the form of a slim wrapped object (suspiciously book shaped) and a small linen drawstring bag. Inside the bag is a bottle of the massage oil that had warmed them during their first encounter, presumably bargained or traded for (or stolen) from the spa, since it hadn't been for sale.
The wrapped gift is a copy of Henry and June by Anaïs Nin, with an inscription on the front page in Giles' careful handwriting: ]
"Love reduces the complexity of living."
Amy —
I'm not sure if life here will ever be anything but complex, but I know that being with you makes everything seem easy. I see you in every line and on every page. Whatever happens, I can only be grateful to have met you and to have known you, and to have the chance to know you a little better.
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The wrapped gift is a copy of Henry and June by Anaïs Nin, with an inscription on the front page in Giles' careful handwriting: ]
"Love reduces the complexity of living."
Amy —
I'm not sure if life here will ever be anything but complex, but I know that being with you makes everything seem easy. I see you in every line and on every page. Whatever happens, I can only be grateful to have met you and to have known you, and to have the chance to know you a little better.
Please believe that I am,
Yours always,
Rupert