Posted: June 15, 2016 in Uncategorized
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mahmah-tee:

After another long silence, Zane gave a quiet sigh. “Becky died this time of year,” Zane said quietly. “Weather’s about the same. Fancy graveyard.” He shrugged.


“Who is Becky?” Ty asked in exasperation.


Zane kept his eyes focused out the window. “My wife.”


Ty stared at him for a long moment, eyes drifting down to the wedding ring Zane still wore but they’d never talked about, then he looked away without commenting. He pressed his lips together tightly as they rode in silence. “I’m sorry,” he finally offered.


Nodding slowly, Zane finally said, “Thanks.” It was almost inaudible.

~ Cut & Run, by Madeleine Urban & Abigail Roux

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