In the oh-my-God-this-has-to-be-Christmas silence that followed, he struggled to reorder the last six months, to catch up with this reality they'd somehow missed. He wanted her. She wanted him. Was it true?
The new light above my table is a great improvement. With all this darkness around me I feel less alone. (Pause. ) In a way. (Pause. ) I love to get up and move about in it, then back here to. . . (hesitates). . . me. (Pause. )