On the Way to You

by Kandi Steiner

“Life isn’t supposed to be safe,” she added with a laugh.

“If it was, they wouldn’t call it living. They’d just call it existing. And you’ve existed long enough, baby girl. It’s time to live.”

He kissed me like it was a privilege, like he didn’t want to rush, like we had forever. I think I knew even then that we didn’t.

“Sometimes, we have to trust the ones we love, the ones who love us, even when it’s hard to do.” Her eyes skirted to my tent, to the journal, before they found mine. “Because even though marriage brings us together as a unit, there are still two individuals who make that whole. And they need to be able to have their own things, their own time, their own privacy.”