It was part of what made his initial disappearance so difficult. It was not that he left, or that he might have found that grand adventure she so recently suggested. It was not even that he might have run, as she once implied Jack might. It was that she remembered.
And more, Jack's direct involvement in that memory. This was not a thread merely pulled. This was woven and knotted and impossibly tangled as he was always inclined to do to her sheets.
She had not expected to share what she did that night, or that she would leave herself so exposed. Nor could she have anticipated his reaction. Of course, there was a strong change it was not what Jack was asking. The evening was not brief.
Reinette felt herself smile as Jack's thumb brushed her cheek.
"I choose to remember Jack, if you do not object. One is the act of keeping, the other the act of letting go. I find the former far more appealing. In any case, do I seem all that forgetful to you?"
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As if that were possible.
It was part of what made his initial disappearance so difficult. It was not that he left, or that he might have found that grand adventure she so recently suggested. It was not even that he might have run, as she once implied Jack might. It was that she remembered.
And more, Jack's direct involvement in that memory. This was not a thread merely pulled. This was woven and knotted and impossibly tangled as he was always inclined to do to her sheets.
She had not expected to share what she did that night, or that she would leave herself so exposed. Nor could she have anticipated his reaction. Of course, there was a strong change it was not what Jack was asking. The evening was not brief.
Reinette felt herself smile as Jack's thumb brushed her cheek.
"I choose to remember Jack, if you do not object. One is the act of keeping, the other the act of letting go. I find the former far more appealing. In any case, do I seem all that forgetful to you?"