It was just the way she remembered it. Not a thing had changed in all those years. It was like it all happened yesterday, instead of so many years ago. She had secretly hoped that it would be this way: everything was just so. Not a thread out of place; not a detail missing. It was beyond her wildest dreams and now she was besides herself with rapture. Oh, if only Henry could be alive to have witnessed this moment. If only he could have been there with her. That would have made it even more perfect that it already was. That would have meant everything to her.

Stumble It!