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He's sitting in silence with his back to the door when her shadow falls over him. She's been back for two weeks, now, and it's the first he's seen of her. He's not sure he can bring himself to face her until she steps further inside, settles into a chair across from him. She looks tired, more so than he'd ever seen her.
He'd been expecting her, really, but it was still difficult to look her in the eyes. "You're home," he said simply, quietly.
"For good," she answered, laying her crutches aside.
There's more to discuss than she knows.
He'd been expecting her, really, but it was still difficult to look her in the eyes. "You're home," he said simply, quietly.
"For good," she answered, laying her crutches aside.
There's more to discuss than she knows.
