During her recovery, Vella missed me. Yes, we've Skyped every day for hours, but she's missed being with me... 

Or am I reading too much into things?

With a loud gulp, Vella swallows her coffee. She seems nervous. Now is not the time for me to play it safe -- she needs to know how I feel. Gently.

"Remember when we used to hike together?" I ask while I still have the nerve. 

She gazes up at me with those hazel eyes, deep as a well. Full of hope. 

"We still can."