My Weeping Heart
Trudie lay in bed with me. I told her all about you and watched for any signs of unfettered jealousy. I watched her as I told her, how I had taken your present to your workplace. It must have been so obvious that I had been overwhelmed with joy when you had greeted me at the door. Knowing how easy it is lose touch with special people, I had been lamenting that I was not going to see you again, for the days leading up to my visit to your work. As I explained to Trudie I had been so shocked to...