Permanent Good
Loving
Living
Every
Moment
Every
Moment
A hundred men had envied him the rapture of her love. She poured it about him like a fragrant April shower. But little by little, when she began noticing that apprehensive, calculating, secretive look in his eyes, she began to feel lost and bewildered. She lost, as it were, her spiritual handclasp with him. She fought to get it back. She wanted to know what was wrong… .
