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THE thin blue line rose and fell. Rose and fell. Rose and fell.

How long does love last?

The young woman by the bed should surely know. She sat and watched now as she’d sat and watched for years.

‘I love you, Craig,’ she whispered, but there was no answer. There was never an answer.

Dappled sunlight fell over lifeless fingers. Beloved eyes, once so full of life and laughter, stayed closed.

The blue line rose and fell. Rose and fell.

‘I love you, Craig,’ she whispered again, and blessed his face with her fingers. ‘My love …’

How long does love last?

For ever?