“I will never ask anything of you that you do not want to give. Though I may say things in jest, and make joking demands of you, you should know that I am serious about you, Kat.” All trace of my usual laughter and joking was gone from my voice. It was strange, speaking from the heart like this. I’d spoken true before – I never lied. But there was often a veil of humour over my words that perhaps served to guard me. But this – this was all real. All vulnerability.
