She asked me to come along with her. I agreed. Also requested me that, not to tell anybody. We stated by train. We chat for some time. While chatting ... hold her palm in to mine. It was the first time I have touched her. The touch was really fantastic. She didn’t oppose to it. I understand she is also enjoying this. I tied my hand with her and taken her hand in to my laps. As time goes we were ready to sleep. In train lights were off and everybody sleeping. I have taken her hand and I put her. I returned back to USA and gave this news to everyone around me. One day while having a weekend party I told my friend about my doubts about marriage and partner. He was from California. He told me women are very sensitive and soft and relationship with husbands evolve them to be better in life and many times they find something inside that they never thought existed. You need to be just good husband. It really lifted my morale and I started thinking about telling her to become more. What do i do, Shes a homemaker, her husbands in software, my wifes a doc, etc etc etc. you know, the usual polite conversation you have when you first meet someone.Then she got out of the car & took the toddler in. I took out the pram, but got drenched by the time i reach her door area in the driveway as it started pouring again.I stood inside the main door, waiting to give the pram, say bye & leave. I could here her talking to the elder kid.She came after 3-4 mins, putting both the kids in. The rescuers carefully scooped the young man from the sea.The ballad went on to relate how the young lad began to regain consciousness. His first thought was that he was in heaven and an angle was watching over him. As his eyes began to adjust, he saw that it was his one true love. She was there by his bedside, gently nursing him back to health.The song went on to expound on their love, as only the Irish can do. I thought about Anna and remembered the times we had spent together. I recalled one.