Kimberly
We sat there for a while, neither of us saying anything.
I finally broke the silence. “I need a break from talking. My head is full.”
He nodded right away. “Okay. What do you want to do?”
“I want to go for a walk. Get some air. You can come, but please, no talking.”
He got up like he’d been waiting for me to say it.
“I can do that.”
We put on our shoes and left the house. The street was quiet, with only a few cars passing by. Across the road, a woman walked her dog. It barked once, and she waved at us. We waved back.
We walked side by side, keeping a little distance between us. Ten minutes later, he glanced at me.
“Can I talk now?”
“Yeah.”
“Are you still mad at me?”
“Yes. But not as angry as I was last night.”
“What can I do to make things better?” he asked.
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