Those eyes...

Over the last few days I've found myself thinking about Jen in a different way. I think at times everything that is happening with our story forms a protective shield around me, a type of barrier. Some times reality gets through and it stops me in my tracks. Last night I thought about the look Jen used to give me when she wanted to melt my heart...this look. I miss Jen's big brown eyes. 

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