Tuesday, 20 September 2011

A Sort of an Epilogue

On our last day, she and him had a quarrel at the end of which he retired for an afternoon nap.
She tried to sneak on him again in his sleep twice more, but this time I was there. The first time she saw me and turned away; the second time I took her by surprise, hiding behind the door.
When the time came for us to say goodbye she reached up for a hug. I was unable to bring myself to say goodbye.

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