Dominic
I don’t know how long I had been waiting.
It had been long enough that now I felt that I was waiting for her, like she was late to meet me.
This was not true, but the mind will contrive whatever story it wants to justify it’s own manifestations.
Mira was spending much of the day at the library, and I had confirmed with my team that she had checked in with her stack of books.
No message had come in saying she had gone elsewhere, so I could only assume that she was still there.
When I arrived home first, I didn’t expect it would be long until she would also wander home to have dinner. While we had not discussed plans to dine together, it seemed only natural that we would join each other at the home that we shared.
“Where are you?”
I finally texted her as I watched the
