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![]() Life is but a Nightmare
-- EXCERPT: “If I could…” he whispered. “If I could, I’d hold him tight and never let him go.” A moment passed between us. A reminder of what we couldn’t have. “Callista,” he said gently. “Tell him I said hi. Please.” I chewed the inside of my cheek, but I nodded. “Callista,” he said, his voice low. “Callista, I’m so sorr—” I awoke with a gasp on the cot. I grimaced, feeling sore in unfamiliar spots. Paul stirred on his bed, and I quietly laid my head on the thin mattress. I stroked a hand along his arm, watching every bit of him. My son. I leaned in to whisper into his ear. I might have been angry at Plutus for everything, but I did know that there were things beyond our control. I understood it, but I didn’t have to like it or accept it. I did decide to give Plutus this peace offering, to let him know that I’d be okay, at least for now. And I wanted to assure Paul, even if it was just his subconscious, that somewhere, his father was thinking about him, that he was worried about him. “Daddy says hi.” ![]()
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