I look out the window as the sun sets behind the mountains. The cool air is causing the leaves to change, and the golden color glows in the evening light. I feel his stare before I hear his steps. He runs his hands along my arms, gently holding me in place as he sears a kiss into my shoulder.   “You think too much.”   I can hear his worry. And his intent of distracting me. I simply nod, my voice absent.   “Let me help,” h...