The Last Yes
I curled up, murmuring a yes.
As he got dressed, I could not help but ask, my voice barely hiding my hurt, "Walter, if you don't make it back tonight, does that mean I play one of my 'forgiveness cards'?"
I looked up at him, trying to steady my quivering voice.
He tied his tie with practiced ease, his smile as unwavering as always.
"You go ahead and use it."
Walter ran his fingers through his hair, seemingly unfazed.
"I'll be back before you know it, no need for 'forgiveness cards' today!"