Read it

Ethan opens the message, breath bated.

H: Can we talk?

It took three readings for the message to really sink in.

She wants to talk.

Sighing, Ethan rubs his brow. On some level, this was exactly what he wanted, but on another...

He thought back to that last night, two weeks ago.

The things he said. The things she said. Then the whirlwind of the funeral, news of the house, and moving...

It was a lot to think about.