


“I know, and I should’ve listened. Maybe then, the kids wouldn’t be scarred forever.”
“They’ll be fine.”
“But…”
“They will be fine, and you will be, too.”
Emotion washed over me, and when Jameson noticed I was suddenly on the verge of tears, he said, “Alright, that’s enough for tonight. You need to get some rest.”
“I hate all of this so much.”
“I do, too, but we’ll get through it. You’ll see.”
Jameson leaned forward and pressed his lips to my forehead, letting them linger there for a moment. I closed my eyes and let his warmth engulf me. After a few seconds, I looked up at him and said, “You know when you’re driving out on the interstate and it’s raining really hard. And you can’t see and it’s really loud, and then you go under a bridge and everything goes silent.”
“Yeah?”
“You’re my bridge. You always have been.”
“Damn, woman. You trying to gut me over here?”
“Just trying to tell you what you mean to me.”

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