They are sitting on a bench staring out towards the vast sea. He sighs deeply.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"There is not much to talk about,” he says brushing her
She’s not going to give up that easily. “Tell me a story
“What kind of story?”
“One that makes you happy.”
“I broke my arm once and Liam took care of me. He always said
he thought I’d done it on purpose.”
He smiles and her heart feels lighter. This day was hard, but
together they could be strong.