“So …” He focuses somewhere mid-chest. “Are you back for good?” “I haven’t figured that out yet. I think I’ll volunteer again because I really loved it, but maybe not for so long next time.” “Why so long this time, then?” It’s a brave question since I’m sure he already knows the answer. So I’ll be brave right back. “Needed some space from you.” A familiar resignation crosses his face. “You wouldn’t be the first.”
