As the child giggled and squeeled, wrestling with the puppy, Insinct returned to her work in shelving the books. Love seemed completely distracted by finding herself face to face with the image of Jim, the object of her devotion. A warm smile spread across her face and she squeezed his hands.<br/><br/>"You will never need to ask it of me. You have what is mine to give absolutely and completely. With all that I am, I love you. You know that."<br/><br/>Meanwhile, reason smiled at Jim, nodding, "I rather hoped you might find inspiration at this site. This area is shaped and constructed by imagination, my friend. All of it exists because of her imagination. However, I think I know what you desire. Many of the paths you will find in this garden lead to locations of significant meaning. However. If you follow the main trail until you come to the fourth right turn, you will find a dirt path that shows little signs of travel. Follow it and you will come to a clearing in the deepest part of the woods. You are welcome to do what you feel you must there. I assume you would prefer privacy?"