Bethel was content to drown in that kiss. It shoved aside every horrible thing that had happened to them -- and over the years they had many, always beaten back by something better -- and pinpointed her entire perspective into this one moment. If she had nothing else in the world, she had Peter and that was enough.

When she pulled back her eyes were still damp, but clear and bright, optimism that had long since vanished returning slowly. Maybe she needed that reminder, that she could be happy with just Peter.

Sure, she wanted kids, but not everyone was meant to have kids. Mae and Ben hadn't had kids and they were happy, Bethel and Peter would find the same happiness somehow.

"If I wasn't already your wife, this would be the time I said I want to marry you."