In the gallery, Dorothy stood next to Sid.
She brushed his check lightly with her hand
and whispered in his ear.
I could not hear what she said.

In the video, I followed the path that led to the meadow.

The meadow came into view on the computer screen.
It was spring in the mountains,
and there was new green grass and wildflowers of all colors.

"Jenny, it is time to cut the cake, please join us."