2. No Second Chances
"Wild Turkey."
Vash had gone to see her.
He didn't know why. Impulse, maybe. But he thought of her daily, and impulses weren't things constantly pondered.
Her hair was longer than he remembered. Soft raven strands, those intense indigo eyes. Like the baby on her hip.
Vash tried to speak, but he could only stare. She was saying something, but he couldn't hear. A gold band on her finger.
What, did you think she'd wait for you?
"I'm sorry." He ran. He'd spent his whole life running.
Meryl…
"Leave the bottle."
He'd loved her. But life gave no second chances.