Golden hour glow and favorite knitwear – doesn’t get much better than this! Spent the afternoon lost in thought (and maybe a little bit of bookishness) while sipping tea and feeling perfectly content....

(The photograph shows us - a slight breeze ruffles the silk of the navy blue dress, clinging comfortably to one sleeve. Your hand rests casually on the worn wooden table behind us – always the same table, isn't there?),

“There,” we say, though not quite a question. More an observation, really. Like that. The way your shoes aren't perfectly shined – nothing for him to fuss over, of course. He never did much fussing. “There, by the heel.” A little dry, perhaps. Not unkindly. Just...contained. It has been rather quiet lately, hasn’t it? Too many silent evenings spent watching rain against the windowpane. Almost forgot about the scent of woodsmoke sometimes, which is nice, because mostly it was good when it was here.

This cardigan, though. Always the same cardigan. Navy, naturally. Supposedly practical, but more likely because it smells faintly of his cologne – cedarwood and something indefinably masculine. Comfortable, though. Familiar comfort. Unlike these wrinkles around your eyes, maybe—they don’t remind too much of worry.

You haven’t said anything for ten minutes. That happens. Happens often, actually. Did he leave a glass somewhere? Probably. No need to mention it. Wouldn't want to upset the memory, would we? Though, sometimes, doesn't it feel like a bit of a mess, all this remembering? All this carefulness.

We glance down at our hands, fingers crossed loosely, ever so subtly. See them? Beautiful hands, those. Held ours so tightly once, didn’,’t she? “So” there, then. Now it’s just us and the room. And you. Look closer. Do you think we like being reminded?” We tilt our head slightly, the silver necklace catching the light – inherited, of course. Nothing should be wasted, after all.

A small smile plays at the corner of our lips. "Well?" we ask, voice soft enough only for ourselves to hear. ”It's alright if you don't."

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