Seven Days in June

by Tia Williams

“Don’t fight. Write.” She cuddled closer. “There. A mantra, to keep you out of trouble.” “Don’t fight. Write.” “Right.” She kissed him to bless it.

“The truth? I see you everywhere in your house. Everything smells like you. I hate walking out the door. Just wanna stay here, be surrounded by you.” Shane paused for a bit. When he spoke again, his voice was low. Slow. Like he was delivering a truth he was hesitant to admit. “I’ve been roaming around forever, and I’ve never been anywhere I wasn’t itching to leave.”