There's no sunshine when she's gone...

It's over, Noah...

Those were the last words she had spoken to him. Short and straight to the point.  No fanfare, no long goodbyes, just a statement of fact and she was gone. And yet...he missed her. He missed the way she tossed her hair when they got into an argument, the way her eyes lit up when he whispered something naughty in her ear, or the way she laughed at one of the many tall tales he loved to relay over the dinner table.  But most of all he just missed her.  Maybe if they could have spent more time alone together, maybe if their jobs hadn't interfered, maybe...if he could just be satisfied with one woman...they could have made it.  Maybe...

( A short story on the history between Noah Daniels and Karen Hayes... )