CLOSED: for @davidwilkes LOCATION: the swimming pool room
even with his back toward her , seraphina knows it's him by the heavy slope of his shoulders , the bow of his neck . perhaps it's the dead silence that has drawn him to the water's edge , or maybe he has come upon the indoor pool all on his own , with his feet to carry him while his mind remains far away . whatever the case , there's an impulse to place a hand comfortingly along his elbow —— let me walk this path with you , as a friend would do . and she does , approaching the lines of his silhouette illuminated by the pool lights . " david , " her voice is quiet , dulled by the somber air . " i am sorry , " is all she could manage , these words overdue . years overdue , in fact , and while she has paid her respects in her own way , it is much , much different in person .