One more minute

A little snippet from my work in progress. Goodbyes are hard.

“I’ll be back before you know it.” He did not mention the tears she blinked back before whispering,

“I wish we had more time.”

“We will.” He turned over and kissed her forehead, then held her close knowing that she was about to move out of his arms and steal away again. He concentrated on her brown curls, the slightly hitched sound of her breathing, the exact weight and pressure of her in his arms. She had stolen most of the blanket but he didn’t mind. The chain holding her dogtags was just visible at the neck of her grey teeshirt. He wanted to scoop her up and run away, somewhere they could forget the world and learn everything about each other. But that was a dream, and in the real world this Eden was nowhere to be found.

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