A man of his word

June 8, 2008

Everything he said, he did. But this was the hardest to bear, the way he let words fall, clodlike against the pavement, and how mute she became, her voice swallowed by her own head like she was a dog who had finally caught her own tail, only to find it choked her.

If she could have spoken, she would have strung together words he could not help but accept into his heart—she felt sure she had mastered that technique. Instead, barely sure it was how to proceed, she listened, nodded, let him know he had been heard.

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