@imug1: do you love them? i mean really love them?
the question sat idly on her tongue for a moment. maybe a bit longer than the heart would have willingly allowed. the easy answer would be yes— why wouldn’t she love jeremiah? they had made it official the summer after disaster struck, when everything shattered right before their eyes, only to be rebuilt like a puzzle. that was her why. he looked so much like susannah it pained her to look straight at him, fearing she might vanish on the spot. ❝ i’m with him, aren’t it? therefore, why would i be with him if i didn't love him? ❞ she mused. good question belly, good question. preferring not to delve too deeply into it. because if she did, she'd have to analyze why she feels the need to justify or defend her relationship with jere, as if it could be anything other than love. ❝ he's my best friend, you know. it just makes sense. ❞