Love.Love... love is never on time. You love me in a different way. You warm me, Beth, and you make me cry." "Cry?" I asked, turning around. "I... I do not want to make you cry!" "It is a good cry, Beth. Do not be ashamed because I have tears of joy for you. I cannot explain. It comes from within. Myr is another different thing. She is your age, lithe of limb and strong of bone and lovelier than the summerest flowers to watch. Do not be ashamed of your love and your lust for her. It is nothing to be ashamed of. |