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They walked slowly, Doc softly smiling. It was a pleasant morning but clouds on the horizon spoke of probably rain later in the day. He pointed at them.
"Even a rainy day here is pleasant," he explained, "the water on the leaves, drops hitting the lake and falling on the roof. If you don't mind it, the fish come up to feed on the insects that are forced down to the water's surface so I find that fishing is a good thing to do."
He got to thinking some more. She like it here and it was obvious she didn't want to leave....and neither did he. Still, he had his work. As he thought, he smiled a bit. "You know something, I could re-build another Tombstone here. A nice estate house, a large ranch and keep a lot of the land unspoiled, using this cabin as a rustic escape. I mean, Canaria was home and now, it's cold...very cold." His smile turned somber, "The ranch now tundra, the house iced over and I can't even give it all away now." He sighed, "It was once a house full of love and even that is gone."
He stopped and faced her, "I can build it back up....here....for you....for us....if......that's what you would want."
His heart was growing heavy.