She Asked Him

“May we discuss this Interval of Wailing now that it’s not happening? And may I open a window?” she asked him.

He slid open the glass door. The day was beautiful.

Such a pair.

“Don’t they speak for themselves?” he returned, voice breaking.

“I mean this last one in partic–”

A new one cut her off.

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