Sometimes the snow comes down in June
Sometimes the sun goes round the moon
I see the passion in your eyes
Sometimes it's all a big surprise
Cause there was a time when all I did was wish
You'd tell me this was love
It's not the way I hoped or how I planned
But somehow it's enough
And now we're standing face to face
Isn't this world a crazy place?
Just when I thought a chance had passed
You go and save the best for last

"Most of her artwork is in here," Laurie said, leading Jo into a large room. "I haven't been able to bring myself to even look in here until today, but I need the space, and I thought that perhaps you could help me to sort through and choose the very best ones to leave out. I'm afraid I'm going to have to put the rest of them into storage."

Laurie's voice was heavy with grief. Jo knew exactly how he felt. It was the same way she herself had felt after the loss of her dear Fritz, snatched away from her several years ago by a sudden epidemic.

The room was saturated with Amy's presence. Looking around at the drawings, paintings, sculptures, and other works of art, Jo could almost imagine that her sister was still alive. It had been six months, six months since she had last seen Amy's smile. It was still so hard, so incredibly hard, for her to believe that her sister was really gone forever. She was deeply concerned about Laurie, that he was eating well and getting enough sleep. Every time she asked him, he quickly assured her that he was fine, everything was fine. It didn't stop her from worrying about him, however.

All of the nights you came to me
When some silly girl had set you free
You wondered how you'd make it through
I wondered what was wrong with you
Cause how could you give your love to someone else
And share your dreams with me
Sometimes the very thing you're looking for
Is the one thing you can't see
But now we're standing face to face
Isn't this world a crazy place?
Just when I thought a chance had passed
You go and save the best for last

Laurie looked at his sister-in-law's dark brown hair and thought about that long-ago day in the grove. How full of hope he had been, how utterly shattered he had felt when she had given him her answer. She had been gentle but firm. They were all wrong for one another. Both of them were too hot-tempered, too impatient, too impulsive. They would have ended up killing one another, she had said. He had thought that his entire world had come to an end.

But then there had been Amy. Beautiful, sophisticated Amy, who had possessed the tact, finesse, and social graces Jo had lacked. Amy, who had had a love for the finer things in life, things Laurie could provide for her. But now Amy was gone. And after all, didn't time tend to round out rough edges? Maybe...just maybe...

"Laurie, do you think..." Suddenly Jo's voice interrupted his train of thought.

"Definitely keep that one out. It was very special to her."

Laurie stood so close to Jo that she could smell his expensive Parisian cologne. Idly she wondered whether he was wearing it for her benefit and immediately felt ashamed of herself. After all, her sister had been gone for less than a year.

For Laurie it was almost as if he were seeing Jo with new eyes. Even after all the years, all the cares and all the sorrow, she was still the same beautiful girl he had loved when he had been much younger. Almost of their own accord, his fingers reached to gently brush the hair back from her face. Her eyes looked into his, and the next moment, his lips were gently brushing hers.

Neither of them had heard Bess enter the room nor seen the look of shocked disbelief on the young girl's face.