What is it that you want from me? You asked me to leave behind everything that truly mattered to me. And yet it’s fine that you go on about the things that you missed in the good old days. “Never talk about the past.” That was the bargain. And I’ve kept that bargain to the letter.
“I prayed all the way up that hill yesterday,” he said softly. “Not for you to stay; I didna think that would be right. I prayed I’d be strong enough to send ye away.” He shook his head, still gazing up the hill, a faraway look in his eyes. “I said ‘Lord, if I’ve never had courage in my life before, let me have it now. Let me be brave enough not to fall on my knees and beg her to stay.’ He pulled his eyes away from the cottage and smiled briefly at me.