She is in the garden, digging and pulling. He likes the shape her body takes as she rips at the crabgrass and white clover surrounding her rows of pink Astilbe. “Leave my babies alone,” she mutters, protectively, wrenching the choking, spidery pieces out from the roots. Her aggression helps her maintain focus on the dreaded […]
Them – A Love Story {2}
“Wake up,” he says, he whispers, and he gently nudges her, moving some hair from her face. As usual, she appears untouched, unaffected by the ravages of deep slumber, though she would surely tell you a different story. Her head moves a little and she groans. Not yet. She buries her face in the pillow. […]
Them – A Love Story {1}
She’s tall. Sturdy gait, steadfast, sure. Clogs, maybe. But usually little pointy, gray flats for the office, or a nice pair of hikers for outside. She wears the same jeans she wore as a senior in high school. She slips them on without a groan. Her hair shines—clean. He likes the way it hangs out […]
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