“I’m going to tell you everything,” said she after taking a deep breath.
They were sitting on the couch in the living room. It was way too hot to go outside, though they had considered going for a walk like in the good old days. One window was open to let in the breeze, though the warm and heavy air of this Saturday afternoon invited itself in too.
She brought the bottle of cider to her face, feeling its cool against her skin. She stared out the window, at the branches of the trees, and further in the distance, at the blue sky, and the one or two clouds mysteriously hovering there. He waited quietly, patiently, aware that she needed a calm moment to gather her courage, her words, her thoughts. All was very peaceful for some brief minutes, as if everything that had to be told had in fact already been shared.
Eventually, she turned her gaze back on him. Looking into his eyes, she saw nothing but curiosity and kindness, and the dread she’d carried with her for days vanished. She smiled at him, for she was already grateful for the moment that was about to begin.
“I am going to tell you everything,” she repeated …
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