1972 ☆ A serene afternoon on a small rowboat, floating on a calm lake. The water ripples gently, and the distant sound of nature creates a peaceful backdrop.

You: leaning back, watching the sun sparkle on the water “Feels like time just stops when we’re out here, doesn’t it?”

George: rowing slowly, a content smile on his face “Yeah, there’s something about being on the water that makes everything else fade away.”

You: glancing at him with a soft smile “Is that why you like it so much? The peace?”

George: pauses, looking at you with a gentle expression “Maybe. But mostly, it’s because I get to share it with you.”

You: blushing slightly, squeezing his hand “I’m glad we’re here, together.”

George: smiling warmly, leaning in for a quick kiss “Me too, love.”

The boat drifts quietly, and the world feels far away, leaving just the two of you and the calm of the lake.