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“Too bad.”<br />
Sarah brought her lower lip to the highest ridge of tissue on my scarred chest. My<br />
disfigured flesh was the only memorial we had of our dead son. I gathered her brown skirt<br />
in both hands and felt a tear fall on my collarbone as I held the fabric against her thighs.<br />
Sarah sat up slowly, pulled her hair behind her shoulders, unbuttoned then unzipped<br />
my pants. She said, “I want you to tell me why you do it.”<br />
“It helps my anxiety.”<br />
I dropped her skirt and slid my jeans down.<br />
“To be on the mountain?” she asked.<br />
“To look for Junior.”<br />
Sarah reached beneath her skirt, put me inside her, then asked, “Why is it so hard to<br />
tell me when you’ll be home?”<br />
“I don’t know.”<br />
Sarah closed her eyes. She was already close. I kissed her neck until she came.<br />
A minute passed before she said, “Yes, you do.”<br />
“I don’t know when I’ll see him.”<br />
“And you want to stay until you do?”<br />
“But he’s not there anymore.”<br />
That was as far as words could take us. The kids opened the backdoor. We could hear<br />
them chattering as they took off their boots. Sarah moved her hips forcefully, rubbing her<br />
clitoris through my pubic hair. She interlaced her fingers in mine. I arched my back to lift<br />
my pubic bone. Sarah drove her clitoris into the bone. Her breasts were brushing my scar.<br />
Sarah closed her eyes as she came again and mouthed for me to go.<br />
I asked her to look at me.<br />
We heard the nylon swishing on the kids’ snowsuits as they walked together down the<br />
hall. Sarah was standing on the oak floor, buttoning her blouse; the white cotton bra was<br />
hanging from the dresser when the kids entered Annie’s bedroom.<br />
Annie was frozen in the doorway. Jack pushed past her as she admired the soft light<br />
of the butterflies.<br />
<strong>Diverse</strong> <strong>Voices</strong> <strong>Quarterly</strong>, Vol. 1, <strong>Issue</strong> 1 & 2<br />
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