Cozy chaos and favorite knitwear – that’s how it’s always been, hasn’t it? A little bit of rain outside, perfect light inside…and maybe a hint of sleepy perfection here. Feeling like we found our happ...

(A slight exhale, a tightening of the collar – cashmere always feels good against the skin, doesn't it?)

“There.” That’s probably too obvious, isn’t it? The ‘there’. Like we both know which one we mean. Years, hasn’t it been? Feels more like decades sometimes. The rain hadn’t quite dried off yet when he said yes to come, so these boots - Italian leather, naturally, though perhaps a little worn around the edges - haven't seen nearly enough action lately. Good thing. They need reminding they’re beautiful.

You're staring, aren’t you? Not at us exactly, not really. More like at the way the light catches the fringe on the shawl, the one Nana gave us. A bit fussy, maybe, but she knew about the cold. And there was definitely cold then. Always seemed to be some kind of cold. Silent, wasn’t it? Before now. Just the crackle of the fire, the clink of glasses, the almost tangible weight of expectation.

We didn't say much, did we? Didn’t need to. Too many times, it felt like that. Just glances exchanged across a table set for two, only with plenty of space between our chairs. Now it's quieter still. Lessens the chance of things getting messy, usually. Though messiness can be nice, don’t you think?

You look hesitant. Or maybe that’s just the way you always do. We never were ones for certainties, were we? Just let yourself look. Don’t overthink it. It could have gone either way, after all. Almost forgot how good those eyes used to be.

Now, smile if you want. Doesn’t matter much, does it?”

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