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020. Vibrant*Simple.Mary wanted her life to be as simple and carefree as possible.It's a good list: Find an occupation as not a hunter and distance from her parents. Marry a man who adored her and their kids when they had them. Someone who was opposite of Samuel Campbell. Never let her father near her babies no matter what who they were.She remembered their first kiss, outside the mechanics shop, and John looked so young.He got the full-time position he's been counting on getting hired to. His dark eyes widened in astonishment. Mary's lips presses warm and eager over his, before she reminded him gleefully of their date at the local milkshake diner. She wore pale, plain blue. John's mustache unshaven.Mary secretly loved the prickle of his facial hair when they kissed, breathless and aching for each other, John's hands cherishing every inch of her.He never stopped.Their last kiss would be decades later, in front of their sons. Mary's heart felt like a kind of broken that could obliterate worlds. He was grey and weathered, crying, but smiled like a boy. The boy she loved across time and infinitesimal, grey distance. Never gone.*