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The Last Valentine.
Memory. Our mind's powerful possessor of personal events. Powerful enough to remind us, teach us, hold us slaves, or free us. Memories of the past are forever suspended in our minds for instant recall and can have the power to possess our present lives.
Love. The emotion that endures trial and, in devotion, becomes never ending in its loyalty.
In the end, it's about love that gains immortal stature. Like a torch that cannot be extinguished, this kind of love transcends time to touch the lives that seek it.
Along with our memories of loving relationships, there are often special places, both public and private, that captivate and hold a sacred meaning for us. In recalling these places, our memories evoke reverent feelings-- not because the places themselves are holy sanctuaries. but because something wonderful-- heavenly-- happened there.
So it was with Adam Kingston and his wife. So it is with the story of The Last Valentine.