They were silent all the way back. And before getting out of the car, Jessie asked casually, "Am I too old now?"
Tristan was startled, and when the car came to a stop, he looked at a few dressed up girls walking by and said, "People are different. Some are like meteors, and some are like stars."
Jessie's heart was warmed and softened, and her eyes sparkled with love. The best gift for a woman who was panicking at the turn of age was but the approval of a man.
When she was on the ascending lift, she saw her lonely figure in the mirror and came to realize that the best gift wasn't just approval. It was a commitment, a commitment that could dispel her worries and could be relied on.
On his way back to the company, Tristan turned on the radio. Kenny Rogers' mellow voice, full of affection, filled up the air. A song and a singer that belonged to their own time. And it suddenly occurred to him that it was March 1st today. He heaved a long sigh.
