H came to get D4. He hadn’t seen her in several days and he cried a bit. He feels like he’s a million miles away from me. I feel like I can feel him trying not to look at me, trying not to check me out. He makes small talk about things around my home that need attention or the garden he thinks I’m doing well at maintaining. I made sure to peel away from the conversations, and to leave before H and D4 did. It feels like he’s really gone for the first time in a long time.
