Dragoncrest Cliffs The dates above our bodies only measuring

Rosalyn nodded, leaning in and allowing her eyes to close as she enjoyed the closeness of the moment. Then she drew back and sighed.

I worry. She looked off, finding the words difficult. Rosalyn had never hidden much from her wife but this she rarely spoke on. It was not something they could change, and the fear she felt was hers to bear. But this affected them all.

I’m not the mother I was. The confession caught in her throat some. Val. I didn’t know him, and there are others I wouldn’t know. I can’t even say how many, or what their names would be. They’re gone. Phantoms that appeared in glimpses every so often, only to flicker out without detail or clarity.

There was so little she could promise them.