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The world out here was quiet, like the land was holding its breath.
I watched his soul fold up on itself like a closing door.
I fell asleep watching the rise and fall of Rose’s breaths and tried to imagine us in another time, building instead of running.
We were faster without our youngest and oldest, but now we were without deep roots, without the acute need to protect and make better.
Had I really changed, after all? I didn’t feel changed. I just felt … less. Or maybe it was more. Not changed so much as living at a different volume.
He looked up, and it wasn’t so hard to see his nation there. It was there in his light eyes, the way they angled down and avoided roundness just slightly.
