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- Jim, where are we going, really? - Molly asked nervously as the car entered even more through the forest.
-It's a small place where I like to stay when I want to relax. - He looked at Molly smiling, but his smile fell apart when he saw the worried look of Molly. - No need to worry, we will not get lost. Has no wolves or other types of animals around here. If something happen I will protect you.
She smiled, nodded and forced herself to relax on the bench.
* O * O *
- So my parents had a house around here, and when I was stressed or upset I used to came here ... I played an instrument at that time ... I think it was trombone. Yeah, that's right, I came here and played, and I was pulling some weeds sometimes too..
Molly stroked the old Weeping Willow.
- You used to came here alone and sat beneath the tree of melancholy and sorrow?
- Or, according to the Chinese, the tree of immortality. - He smiled, lining the floor with a blanket, and put the food out of the basket.
- Immortality can bring melancholy ... - She took the strawberry that he offered.
- Do not believe all that romantic dramas with vampires say. Immortality can bring knowledge, durability, practice ...
- But what would be the immortality without love? It would be cold, without anyone to 'practice' things with... You don't would deserve it. You need something better! - She kissed hir lips lightly.
Jim stared up her in blank for a while, until at last looked away to somewhere above his head.
- Come on ... - He pulled her onto feet and leaned her against the tree. Kissing her slowly, his face was peaceful when they lips parted. - I made a big decision, do you see this, here?
She looked at the tree. A "James" was carved deep into the tree, looked like an old sculpture.
- I want you to write your name next to mine. - He bent down to pick up one of the picnic set of knives, but she held him and showed her own knife.
Jim watched Molly carve his own name with a smile.
As soon as she finished, she sat next to him and grabbed a bottle of water.
- Now your name is carved next to mine on the tree of immortality, I will not be alone anymore. - He winked.
Molly froze, and looked at James' eye corner, he was expecting some reaction from her.
She nodded and looked at the tree again, now with a bit afraid of promise that could be contained there now.