He thought she was asking for herself.
In reality, she was asking for him. Old as she was, she still missed her Daddy sometimes. Letting him talk reminded her of a time when things were simpler, when life was easier, when hearts hadn’t been broken. He just didn’t understand, she told herself.
"Did you think it would happen like this?"
He brought his hand up, and almost put it on her shoulder. Frightened by her sudden display of emotion, scared it might inspire the same in himself, he made a fist. It hung in the air, like an ornament on a Christmas tree.
He never could swim the tide.
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