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Could he have destroyed his own happiness any more thoroughly?”
It was a silly premonition—what could be worse than today?
Change was coming. I could feel it. It wasn’t a pleasant prospect, not when life was perfect the way it was.
If I stopped looking for him, it was over. Love, life, meaning… over.
new moon.
I was not allowed to think of him. That was something I tried to be very strict about. Of course I slipped; I was only human.
That my mind was a sieve, and I would someday not be able to remember the precise color of his eyes, the feel of his cool skin, or the texture of his voice.
It was Jacob himself. Jacob was simply a perpetually happy person, and he carried that happiness with him like an aura, sharing it with whoever was near him.
It would be second only to the house disappearing all together, to see that there was no physical possession that tied them in anyway. That everything remained, untouched and forgotten, behind them. Just like me.
I’d come full circle, and now everything felt like an echo—an empty echo, devoid of the interest it used to have.
