" Wow, bravo Evan,you talk good, really good, no wander why Valarie choose you to marry with."
I gaze up again and Valarie wasn't there.
I had figured out that thoughts exist in silence and have no colour or sound or shape until they are turned into words. Spoken words exist in the mind first and then go to the voice and sit temporarily inside ears, and if words are conveyed through sign language, they exist in the motion of hands.
" Now,it's your turn to clear things up between us" I got up from the chair and walk towards the table and pour another whiskey in to the glass.
We sit for a few more moments, although there's really nothing left to say. This is new to me, too, an entire conversation that takes place in silence, because the heart has its own language. I will remember what S
