Later, the same guy, the same best girl. Same pose.

Maybe her hand never left his knee. Perhaps they are an old couple in a quiet northwestern town, even now. He looks back on his navy days and sighs, she looks back on their lives together and smiles.

And that little box between her and the purse? It might be sitting in a box in the attic somewhere, an artifact of a long-ago day.

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