It would be easy to say that she doesn't - and true, too. She's spent a lot of time learning to never linger, never wallow, but to keep going. Don't ever look back. Don't yearn for what no longer is and never can be again.
She looks sidelong at him though, searches his face a moment, and thinks maybe she can make an exception this once.
"I'll try," she says, "But this holiday isn't about just one person. It's about the living, too. About the people we still have beside us." Just say it, Ro, she chides herself, and so: "Will you trade me? We can work through it together. Remember and honor together."
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Date: 2022-11-09 09:29 am (UTC)She looks sidelong at him though, searches his face a moment, and thinks maybe she can make an exception this once.
"I'll try," she says, "But this holiday isn't about just one person. It's about the living, too. About the people we still have beside us." Just say it, Ro, she chides herself, and so: "Will you trade me? We can work through it together. Remember and honor together."