I took several gulps of air to steady myself. Why had I thought the emotional part of this would be easy? Of course it wouldn't be, no matter how hardened my heart had become. 

"Remember..." I started. "Remember our favorite bench in the meadow behind our house? What did you write on my side with a rock?"

The glass moved almost immediately by itself, sliding over the napkin to the letters. Seph said the letters as it paused on them and then put them into ...