Did they elope with the ladder?
Or - did they climb out the window and down that tree?
Had she been awaiting his arrival?
Or - had he?
Was it something they planned?
Or - was it impulsive. Spur-of-the-moment. Just like that.
What did her father say?
What did his?
Did their love last forever?
Are they happy?
Did their family multiply and grow?
An imagined story.
That began with -
One grand gracious tree.
One old window.
One ladder found just where it would be.