It’s 2:30pm, and we’re sitting in the parking lot of the Army Induction Center. Neither has spoken in the last half-hour, not knowing what to say or how to say it.
Finally, Cassie broke the silence almost mournfully, “I miss you already.”
“It’s only two years,” I said.
“Two years could seem like a lifetime,” she replied.
“Are you trying to say something?” I asked, hoping she wouldn’t say what I thought she was trying to get to.
“It’s just that I’ve waited so long to find someone who loved me as much as I love him, who makes me feel like a woman more than anyone I’ve ever met. Someone who makes me happy, sometimes so happy I have to cry. Jesse, I love you for all that and much more, like how I feel safe and comfortable together. Your sense of humor and how you’re not afraid to laugh at
