"We are gonna get through this. We'll be okay. We are going to be so much stronger because of it. Okay. I love you too much."
I take her back to bed. I come back, I continue what I was doing. I am not going to talk right now. I might say something that I really don't want to.
I don't have to. I can see her face. I see her starting to tear up. She is starting to scrub the stove burners.
??????
I finish puting away the groceries. I do something in the bedroom. I come back and roomie asks me,
"Are you hungry? A frozen pizza maybe?" "I had a bowl of cereal earlier. If your hungry, I'll eat something."
I leave and take a shower. I go to kitchen and she is making a mess in the stove with the pizza. She is laughing at herself. Trying to get me to engage with her. I just walk past and grab a beer for myself. I grab two pieces of pizza and go back to my room and put my movie on the computer. She stays in the kitchen.
Did I just leave her there? Thinking? Was she waiting for me to invite her to watch the movie? Dunno. I almost did. I felt like I shouldn't. I hear the tv come on in the living room. I finish the movie, and go to living room. She is out on the sofa with the tv on. I take a pillow out from behind her back, cover her with a blanket and turn off the tv.
