Mia found me at the desk.I hadn't meant to stay there so long. I'd been standing at the window for what felt like hours, watching the garden turn from gray to a deeper gray, and at some point my legs had stopped being willing. I'd turned back to the desk and sat down in my father's chair, and there I'd stayed.She knocked, softly, and came in, and stopped when she saw me. She'd been about to say something about dinner. I watched her put it away."Are you all right?" she asked."No." It came out calmly. "I think I will be."She stayed in the doorway a moment, a careful distance away. She didn't ask what I'd found. I'd have told her if she had, and I think she knew it, and she let the quiet do the asking instead."My father was braver than I knew," I said at last. "And lonelier.""That sounds like a good thing to have learned.""It doesn't feel like one.""No," Mia said. "It wouldn't."She stayed, without speaking, until the light had almost gone, and then she left a lamp on beside me
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