writing_shadows

"Have you started writing a list?" I can almost hear Worthy say. Would she come down, I wonder, and then have a chilling thought: would she and Lorica get along?

There was some strange tension between the two of them at Christmas - the only time they really met - but then maybe that was because...well, because I was with Stitches.

It's strange how they both came and were such a large part of my life, and now are gone. But I suppose that's true of Witte and Sam and Dominic and the other Sam, and Sallow, and...And I'm sure will be true of other people someday too.

I hope Worthy's okay. I miss her so much. But I know if she weren't happy she'd come back to us.

I still love Worthy so much.

For now, though, I am content with her happiness. And my own. I really am happy right now. So happy it's almost hard for me to understand.

Lorica lies next to me, already asleep. I should go to sleep soon, too; I have dream therapy to do tonight.

The list can wait for tomorrow.