They stood on opposite sides of a hedge where they'd stood long before, saying goodbye.
"Thanks for the use of the house," she said, handing him a set of keys.
He took the keys and smiled. "You know, no matter what comes after this - another life, an afterlife, or nothing - there will always be a hole in my heart where you belong, but have never fit."
She patted his hand that rested on the dense shrub between them and turned and walked away. She didn't look back and she knew he hadn't either.