Nov 16, 2009 21:13
He stands in the doorway, arms crossed until I look up from my journal. I wave him inside, but he shakes his head. "I need to go, Tanis."
I nod, wondering how long he has been here and whether I've been keeping him from doing something important. "All right."
He steps into the room fully, stops just inside the door. "No, I need to go away."
Suddenly, I am sad and unsure, so I nod again. "As you wish."
Turning on his heel he leaves and it's only later that I understand that I was supposed to ask him, "Why?"
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