“I love you,” he told me, and my insides turned to goo. “This will take a while. I will have to take each of them quite far from the house. Why don’t you go and rest?” He gestured at the blood. “I will do this.” I shook my head stubbornly. “I’m nearly done. I don’t mind. I want to help.” As he reluctantly stood back up, I quickly added, “I love you too.”
