Lion Head Mesa Winds of Change

"i'll miss you."

and she could not explain why, but she had not expected to hear it. as if he might shut her out with grief or frustration. or perhaps she had projected — for she found her throat too tight to say the words back, mind too rattled.

i doubt it will be long, unable to reciprocate and instead she sought to soothe him. maybe we can do something before i go.