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Having his wife join him was the best feeling in the world.
Entwining soft arms around his neck, she jumped up and clung on to Mick. Judy pressed her pale slender body against his.
“I'll always love you,” he whispered.
“As I will you, but you know that I must go.”
Mick opened his eyes, and, alone again, the salt tears ran down his cheeks.