By Robert Inman
She watched, aching over the changes in him. She helped him when she could without letting it take over their lives completely. She cared for Allison and Carter and waited for the day, however distant, when it might all be over. Then they would see what leftovers they could find from their beginning. She would see if anything was left of the man with the guitar.
He was mad for her. A fool, but a fool gladly.