Swimming in a Waterfall
As Our Love Grows Stronger

“This is the gravel path that I walked down to the hostel’s office and had my unfortunate encounter with the German Shepard,” I said to Jan as we stood in the hostel parking lot. Even though it had been two years since that encounter, I felt uncomfortable and fidgety as I looked at the place where a dog had mauled me. Jan squeezed my hand and stepped in front of me to partially block the view. “I am so happy that you survived. I love you and know I could not live without you.”