Staying with him
Neither of them saying anything because the holding said all of it, the weight of it, the size of the five days and the size of what had almost happened and the size of two people who had nearly been too quiet for too long and had caught it just in time.
We decide it together, she said, into his chest. Whatever the thing is. From now on. The heavy things, the frightened things, the things with offers and cities in them. We put them on the table between us and we sit with them together. No holding to protect the other one. No disappearing to manage it alone.
Together, he said. His voice was rough with the five days. Whatever it is. Together.
She pulled back enough to look at his face. The fiv
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