Valentine's Day

Return

Nobody speaks. The silence isn't just in the room, it's in my mind. My numb brain tries to process everything but the whirling thoughts refuse to click. All I know is that he has to come back. He has to. I squeeze Pat's hand tighter and stare straight ahead.

Waiting.

A tear slides down my cheek. It's been a whole day. I haven't eaten. I wonder where he is now. Maybe he's coming.

Maybe he's dead.

I refuse to let myself think that. I refuse to believe it. I refuse to cry or move or think. I refuse to do anything but wish for him to come back to me.

I'm wishing so hard, I begin to see him before my very eyes.

Wait.

Cap is the first to react. He stiffens suddenly, and turns to look at me.
My numb brain slowly begins to realize...

He's there.

Will came back.