December 14, 2009

He worried, each time, about the curvature of the spine. He explained how one wrong move could unite flexion and disaster. Contraction could become more than a way to bring words closer together.

He hobbled the situation with all that caring. She watched him retreat, back bent by the weight of the worry.

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