Sunlight through the leaves and that perfect cozy sweater – feeling like this all the time! A little bit of city drift, a whole lot of peace. Just us and our favorite coffee (and maybe a hint of autum...
The wool here feels good against the skin, doesn’t it? Not too tight, not quite comfortable enough to forget about it entirely. It was a bit much for dinner last night, wasn't it? Too many questions hanging in the air after Aunt Millie mentioned the rhododendrons again, of course. Always the rhododendons. Like she thinks that answers everything.
You haven’t said anything yet, really. Just been standing there, arms crossed, a little wary of the way the light catches the fringe on the scarf. We always liked the light, didn’t we? Before… well, before things got complicated. Or perhaps they weren't so badly done then. Difficult to remember sometimes, isn't it? Everything gets a bit blurred around the edges when time has a hand in it.
That flicker in your eyes earlier...recognition, maybe? A hint of guilt? We were laughing, hadn’t we? That smallish, perfectly formed laugh, the one nobody ever truly noticed until it started sounding less frequent. Was it the wine? The rain outside, drumming softly against the windowpane all evening?
It felt nice, though, didn’ed it? For a while. Remember those summer evenings, almost without end? This feeling, now, it’s similar. Familiar, even. Almost comforting, if only we dared admit it.
Now, look at us. Standing here, quiet, amidst the dust motes dancing in the afternoon sun. And us wondering what to say next… which is why you’re still staring at us like that. A slight frown playing on your lips. Probably thinking we need more than a nod to acknowledge your existence. Which might be true.
What do you think?”
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