“So where’s that leave us?” she blurted. He is making a good show of it, seeming to know an answer must not be given. What with his cautious and quieter approach. “I hope it goes down close to the way we said it before.” Its letters barely legible in the air. “What were my choices? You aren’t leaving me many options.” This is where he had few answers. “As you preferred, I should not want to come looking.” “But you did.” “Yeah. Here I am. Never thought you’d come here too.” “But why did you come here?” “I like to remember.” “Of course. That’s what happens. The things you don’t want to know or remember or think about come back to haunt you.” Serendipity (6/8) @preciouslove 563 viewsedited 23:00
