Warm, too, affection for a nice memory manifest in an errant dimple. What a strange thing to have happened, so strange that meditating on its strangeness feels as meaningless as commenting that dense woodland sure has a lot of trees, and so the strangeness has to come from the fact that they found peace, sometimes, fragile but simple. Dino dates. No souvenirs, this time.
Tomato halves are carefully scooped up, emptied into a bowl. Cutting board and knife washed, hands too.
"Wouldn't mind a trip up there on purpose sometime," he says, over the sound of running water. "Maybe not soon."
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Warm, too, affection for a nice memory manifest in an errant dimple. What a strange thing to have happened, so strange that meditating on its strangeness feels as meaningless as commenting that dense woodland sure has a lot of trees, and so the strangeness has to come from the fact that they found peace, sometimes, fragile but simple. Dino dates. No souvenirs, this time.
Tomato halves are carefully scooped up, emptied into a bowl. Cutting board and knife washed, hands too.
"Wouldn't mind a trip up there on purpose sometime," he says, over the sound of running water. "Maybe not soon."