The Striped Heart
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Last published Tue, Jun 15, 2021
It's in the glances, it's in the silences, it's in the stripes... A story of will they, or won't they, or should they even bother? He wants closure. He wants an answer. Do you or don't you? She says it's only about the chase? Is it though?
"Sometimes...I really wouldn't mind selling everything I own, getting on a plane, flying to some remote island and spending my time living in a hut, tending to wild animals or growing an enormous garden." She says casually.
I can't help but chuckle at how specific she sounded. Like this wasn't the first time she's thought about this.
"I'm probably the wrong person to say that to." I mention offhandedly.
She glances up at me, a slight quirk to her eyebrow.
"Why, because you're actually invested and enjoy your life here?" She asks, there's a challenge in her tone.
I shake my head.
"No, because I'd book the flight immediately."
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