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It's only a tent, not even a shack, that they've got now, but it's all theirs and that makes it a luxury. Amy's eyes are bright spots in the suffused light.

Caroline can't imagine all the things those eyes have seen, or the years that are going to eat at Caroline's flesh soon enough rolling off Amy like raindrops off a spring leaf.

It doesn't change anything. Caroline will love Amy either way, and from what Amy tells her, the decay of years doesn't matter so much either.

She leans over to kiss Amy, and those timeless eyes flutter close.