Soulmate

He watched the kids playing in the distant fields, as the lazy afternoon rolled into dusk and sighed.

"I've always loved the countryside, Jennifer. The endless expanse of the green fields, the spring air, and your soft singing....", he said. "The place hasn't changed a bit."

He looked up, with moist eyes. The leaves of the apple tree, against the backdrop of the afternoon sky...

He leaned on the trunk and went on talking... trying to find Jennifer's presence in the branches and leaves of the tree, as a cool breeze began to blow...

Seventeen years since he had returned distraught from the funeral... And planted the sapling at that spot...

Apple trees had always been her favourite...