October, 1993
William had been living on his own for a while. He didn't like the silence; it was deafening.
But Elle was over a lot, and that eased his mind.
She moved in with him in mid-October.
William wouldn't let her sleep with him. She slept in the guest room, on a loose mattress until they could buy her a bed. William hated lying to her about what had him so upset, but if he told her, she probably wouldn't take him seriously. Everyone loved Diana.
He did everything he could to keep himself out of his own head. Elle helped, too, and she also tried to get him to tell her what was bothering him.
She never had much luck.
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forgetting me
Short StoryWilliam has been hurt too many times to count. But for as many times as he's been hurt, he's hurt someone else countless times more. Now, all he wants to do is f o r g e t. - - #1 in #missingperson (feb 23rd 2019) #8 in #report (august 14th 2019)
