Thursday July 12, 2018
The lamp flickers in the window of the cabin and Gemma squints to see if she can make out Liam’s shadow. Maybe he’s gone to bed. She’s taken to walking in the woods before bed. Henry, their mutt, goes with her. She craves the darkness. She wanders until her cheeks get cold. That’s her sign it’s time to get back.
“Do you have to go tonight, babe?” Liam had asked, pulling her into a hug. She’s taller than him, so she rested her head on his head.
“Yeah, I do. I’ll be home before you’re asleep. Promise.” Liam kissed her, and she stepped into rubber boots and left.