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Flight

August 2, 2014

He taxied away from their home after making it clear he was flying toward a different destination. He took what he could fit in two suitcases (one large, one small).

His departure surprised her—the pressure inside her heart had equalized, so she had stopped feeling the tension weeks before.

You’re leaving so much behind, she said before he left, gesturing at the things that had grounded them: the furniture, the books, the photographs.

I won’t need it where I’m going, he said, and she knew he really meant he no longer needed her.

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