Of course, someday he's going to bring in a squirrel, stick it in a stew, and expect her to eat it, right? They can both learn to give a little.

Clutching her little makeshift package in one hand she takes Gale's hand in the other when they're prepared to leave and start to make their way to the overlook that offers a view of the sound. Lydia has to be a bit careful in her heels, but she's determined and not willing to let them stop her. But when they get there?

"Can I share your jacket?" she asks. "Instead of doing the melodramatic shiver that is the universal sign demanding a guy give it up for the girl, I think body heat is smarter."

Well, it is February. It's cold, but the view is spectacular. They're far away enough so that the light pollution is minimal, the sky is cloudless, and night sky is filled with stars.