This is but a sample of this story. The complete version is available in my print collection Man Against the Future. From there, you can order signed copies, or buy it for the Kindle or the Nook. Her back was turned to him, so she couldn't see him when he came in. She couldn't see that he was bleeding in half a dozen places, bruised and battered, grass stains on his clothes. The sounds of his panting were enough to turn her attention toward him. She gasped when she saw the state of him, but didn't have time to ask what was wrong, he began for her, "Do you love me?" "Of course." "Really... No matter what happened?" She pulled a bit of shrubbery from his hair and gently put her hand on his face, trying to reassure him. "Of course I love you. Nothing could ever change that." "I hope so," he said as he collapsed into a chair, almost in tears. "What's wrong?" Her voice quivered with concern.