She curled in deeper, like she was trying to crawl inside my body and stay awhile. “I wish.” There was no trailing end to her sentence this time. There were no words she’d left unsaid. I wish. “I wish too, baby.” I breathed in her sweet scent, holding her tight until her breaths evened out and her body went limp with sleep. I wish. I wished I had kept her. I wished our timing had worked years ago. I wished I had waited. I wished she had waited too.
