Luke's POV
"Are you sure you're right?"
"We both know what today is. There's no avoiding that."
"I know what today is, I'm just not sure it'll happen."
"It will."
"What makes you so sure? Why is today any different?"
My wife. My faithful, confident and devoted wife, Katana. This is our 10th year. Many times before we've had the same conversation. She never worries about herself though, only when it is my turn. She doesn't seem to cope well when other people are going through it.
Katana sat down on the sofa and curled her legs up. She ran her hand through her brown hair. She looked tired. I knelt down beside her.
"You know the beach?"
Katana looked at me.
"Not again," she said, "I thought they had stopped?"
"I've been having them for a few months."
Katana stood up and walked towards the window. She rested her hands around the back of her neck, her fingers intertwined. Not a good sign.
"Tell me about them," she said, her usual confident voice quiet, "I need to know."
There is a clock on the wall. Ten to eleven.
"There's time," she said, "I have to know."
This was never going to be an easy conversation. I had kept the truth from her for so long. I couldn't tell myself why I never told her. It seemed like the right thing to do. But now, with the time edging closer to midnight I wasn't so sure.
"How many have there been?" Katana asked.
"A dozen, at least."
"The same as before?"
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Last Wish
Fanfiction"It's always the same to begin with," I said. "I'm on the beach. The sand is hot, the sun is bearing down. It makes the sand look white, like snow."
