"If you see no reason for giving thanks,
the fault lies in yourself."
Tuco read Arlu's note again,
"If there is no reason for giving thanks...."
Arlu left the line hanging.
But he knew the quote.
And her intent.
He searched his heart.
For some reason
Elderberry wine came to mind.
Subtle flavor,
light alcohol.
Something one savored
without losing oneself in it.
It left room
for one to give thanks.
Arlu was something like that.
Though, at times, he lost himself.
She brought him back to the real.
And he knew
he'd been remiss
in giving her thanks for that.
For helping him remain real
and present.
