"I want to hear them all." She pulls back just enough to look Karen in the eye and wipe away her tears. "And I want to fly with you. It sounds like heaven..."

There's a brief pause at that, as Angie feels the tug of a memory that feels like a distant dream. She shakes it away, deciding that she doesn't want anything to distract her from this moment. The only thing she wants to do is lean in and kiss her wife as deeply as she did on their wedding day.