by Frank Zafiro
He set the shovel in the ground and leaned on it. “Hey, Dahl? I love you, okay?”
Yes, make it okay. Love him back and it will be okay. And she did love him. Somewhere in there. In memories. In photos. In his arm around her, same as it ever was. “I love you too, Dale. We’ll talk when you get back.”
“Yeah. When I get home.”
She could tell there was a lot on his mind. A heavier weight than usual, which must have been crushing him. She let him go with a brushed kiss on the cheek. She had her own places to be that afternoon.
After he’d gone, she lifted her printed directions off the desk. The pages in Dahlia’s hands had gone cold.
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