“I just wanted to stop here again before we have to leave tomorrow.” Darren got out of the car and came around to Cailin's side to open her door.
Once again they walked out to the rocky shore. It was clear and still early enough to see across to the Burren clearly. And on the horizon were the Aran Islands. There was a special feeling here. One of calm and peace. Darren stood behind Cailin with his arms around her. This felt so natural. Like it was always meant to be. Both Cailin and Darren realized this. Darren pulled Cailin's long hair back and put his face beside hers.
“This is my Ireland, Cailin. And I would never leave it for anything. It's something I've thought long and hard about. I want you to know that,” Darren was almost whispering into Cailin's ear.
“Darren, I need time to think. So much has happened to me and my trip is not over yet. You need to know that I do understand exactly what you are talking about. The longer I'm here, the more I feel very connected. But I need some time,” Cailin was almost pleading with Darren not to make this more difficult for her. She could feel herself tearing up.
Darren sensed the sadness in Cailin and turned her to face him, put his strong arms around her and held her. Here, on this rough Galway Bay, with the sun starting it's journey below the edge of the horizon these two were silhouetted as one. The magical feel of Ireland infused the space around them as if they were the only two on the earth.
Both Cailin and Darren knew they were meant to be together. Now all they had to work out was how.
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