Sitting there in the dark, staring down at the lights of the park, images of that first weekend raced through his mind. He shouldn't have let her stay in Iowa. He shouldn't have left without her. He should have pressed the issue. But he didn't. He left her there.

Now he fought with the young man he was then, telling him to go back...but the young man had no way of knowing that it would be seventeen years before he would hold her again.