There has been a storm of emotion, now down to receding thunder and rain. I laid her down, and she continued to sift.
Protests, from her bed in my house: how she wishes he would not question everything and demand answers. That she, and they, could live happily if he did not.
I asked her: Do you delude yourself? Would you have preferred to go the rest of your life offering him noises and non-answers?
She moved her hands weakly.
You control many things by minimizing any reaction your heart may have, and then ignoring that.
I am undecided as to if i should enforce rest.
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