We both bowled in am, then in pm drove out to Cave Creek and hit all the tourist shops. BBQ for dinner the a game of canasta.
Here is the last of the story, hope you enjoyed it.

 The first summer after graduation, Cindy was visiting her parents for the weekend, she had asked Brian to also come and visit.  After a dinner and a visit with her parents, they decided to go for a walk. The walk turned into a climb up on to the rocks above the garden.  In the early evening sun they stood where they had stood so long ago and looked down to where there were no pumpkins.  No words were spoken, they moved together in an embrace for eternity.  They kissed each other, at first almost dispassionately, then the love of all their years rolled over them and they at last drew back gasping as though rising from a flood.  They looked at each other for a long moment, she started to speak, but he reached out and shushed her words with his finger on her lips.  He took her hand and urged her back down the slope.  They reached the garden, he was still leading her by the hand. She suddenly stopped and said, “Brian what ---?”

 He cut her off with a shake of his head and a smile on his lips, “Come.” Was all he said. He lead her to where the fire pit was still, he turned and drew her along a few paces then stopped.

 She looked around, slightly bewildered then looked at him. He was still smiling, the smile turned to a grin then he turned serious, “ Cindy on this spot when we were eleven, you told me you were going to marry me, I was stunned and then you kissed me on the cheek.” He paused then. “I am returning that kiss right now.” He leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek, a lover’s kiss not a child’s.  Then he straightened up, and said, “I have loved you since we were babies, and I love you now more than ever before, I’m glad you said you would marry me, because we are ready and the time is now.”

 As he spoke, a smile lightened her face, tears welled in her eyes, she pulled him close and her lips stopped any further words.

 Behind them a bird feeder hung from the limb of a tree, any birds had flown away, frightened by their presence.  There was no wind, but unnoticed the feeder suddenly gave a small shake and rocked from side to side.  Then they both heard a soft chuckle, they smiled at each other it was just the wind!   But there was no wind.

There was no wind.