You’d think I would know everything by now.
Or at least everything about him.
But here we were married for over 20 years and I was finding out something I never knew. A story he’d never told another living soul.
Not until me.
Not until now.
We’d simply been sitting there, quietly cuddling and chatting when the conversation began. I can’t say what sparked it, but I suddenly saw this look in his eyes. A glimpse of sadness. So I asked him about it.
Begged him, really. Please.
Please tell me what I’m seeing in your eyes? What happened back then and why so sad?
Then he started to tell me. Speaking slowly at first. It was clear that he’d never told anyone about this before. Not ever. I was the first.
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