Bramblepoint But I miss you in the mornings when I see the sun.

she followed his gaze to the earth.
maybe she needed to feel something.
maybe she needed to throw some of her angst onto the ground between them;
"good," shocking even herself. "husband died." her face crumpled. "second one, can you believe," and then she was jerking away from the man and quickening her pace toward brecheliant, a sob held firmly between her teeth.