She knows I search out this stuff so she sent me the link and said we might listen together some time.
We won't because she shies away from meeting. Once, it was every night but we icarus'd it too far and she pulled back so far that she seems unable to come back into the sunshine. Damn that hurt, but I've come to accept. In ghastly American, "I respect that."
I don't, of course, and it comes out in our phone calls she puts the phone down, not slamming it - however that sounds to the other end - but a soft click so sometimes I don't know she's gone. Except of course I do. The sound of her being there would be the surprise.
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