My chest tightened as I watched my husband walk toward the boat. When I glanced at him, a heavy feeling settled over me — I could feel his worry. Even with his smile, I could tell he was anxious and restless, as if his mind were elsewhere.I closed my eyes until the boat they were on disappeared from view. Quietly, I prayed that their trip would go well and that they would stay safe.Time crawled when my husband wasn’t here. I finished what I had to do, but the clock still felt frozen. I had grown used to him always being at my side.In the three months we’d lived under the same roof, we’d come to know each other even more. Sometimes we have a misunderstanding, but more often he was the first to give in. In those three months, we loved each other more deeply, despite the petty fights and sulks.“Mia,” Delia greeted as I stepped out of the store. “You’re not opening today?”“It depends. If my husband gets here early, we’ll open. He doesn’t want me to be the only one manning the shop.”
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