A/N: Okay I decided to reorganize, these three short stories work together nicely so I'm putting them together. I don't work with plots, only emotions and snippets of the lives of Danny and Lindsay. Thanks for reading!
New York
The postmark was New York. She recognized his handwriting immediately. Her hands shook as she turned the large brown envelope over. She opened the envelope and was disappointed when she saw the contents fall to the floor. Mail. He was forwarding her mail. The tears fell unabashedly down her cheeks, as her fingers traced the handwritten address on the envelope.
She was being unreasonable. What had she hoped? That he had written her a letter begging her to return to New York. That he couldn't live without her and he realized that the moment she walked out of the apartment. That he stopped breathing when he came home to find all her stuff gone. When he saw the engagement ring in the box and not on her hand his heart broke.
She was the one who left, put this distance between them. Now she was having a hard time remembering why.
She kneeled on the floor to scoop up the mail. When her hand passed over something glossy she parted the discarded envelopes to reveal the foreign object. Her heart lurched at the sight, and the memories with him came back in a rush which left her at a loss for breath.
They could not tear their eyes away from each other; she could remember their laughter being carried away by the brisk sea breeze. The sun was beginning to drop as they thanked the elderly couple for taking their picture. They continued their stroll down the boardwalk, their kisses, laughter and light touches warming them protecting them from the approaching night. They were happy. They are in love.