it was a beautiful sight to behold in the desert dusk , the remains of the light of day giving it an alien glow . when it was gone , i used the stick to trace uneven patterns in the sand between our legs . i slid the notebook in his direction and tried to keep my cool . i hardly get the words out because there 's a lump in my throat . we have more right to be here than any of you . '' `` do you know why they say love is blind ? '' 