Sunlight through the leaves and that perfect oversized knit – feeling like we’ve found our little corner of heaven today. A bit dreamy, maybe a little cozy… definitely content. What do you think of th...

The wool feels scratchy tonight, doesn’t it? Not unpleasant, not exactly - it's our wool, used to be. A little worn, perhaps, since he moved out. That particular bit frayed around the cuff of the sleeve, for instance. Happened after the argument about the wine – too much sherry, naturally. It was your fault for suggesting it, really. Didn’t need to be so decisive.

Of course, didn’t need to be here either, did you? Just came back, hadn’t you? Five years. Feels longer than five years sometimes. Like those autumn evenings, all golden light and damp leaves, but also the quiet dread knowing winter’s always lurking. This cardigan...it’s comfortable, familiar. A touch fussy with the pearl buttons, maybe, but who cares? We loved the way it felt against our skin when he brushed away a stray strand of hair.

We haven’t said anything yet, obviously. Typical. The usual silent appraisal. Are you judging the wrinkles already? Or perhaps the slight slump of the shoulders – exhaustion more likely than defeat. Maybe.

Your eyes were dark last time you visited, weren’t they? More shadow than brightness. Thought you might miss the scent of woodsmoke lingering in the room, even if we do. And perhaps we did.

That little turn of the lip…that’s hope, isn’t it? Or stubbornness. Probably both.

Well, don’t stand there staring. Aren’t you going to say something? Just one word. One small sound…”hello”, perhaps?”

What do you think? Do these sounds like things you would say? Let us know! 😊

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