the soft quiet of the night ran thickly with whispers the thoughts were coming faster and faster with each sound of her slipper what will i say what can i do when she sees me she will no…. keep your head “come to bed” he sang to her and the twilight air blew the kiss of his wish to her “forget what is ailing us let’s make some “over”” he knew if she came and he could make her take the Lord’s name in vain it would be musical in the house again. she sat on the edge of the bed listening. but not hearing or understanding what he said at first he thought she was smoking as her breath blew curls of white lies around her head “i miss you so much” her voice scraped the insides of his throat he could feel her pain so he sang another note “i am here and i love you too what else do i have to say to you? whatever i did whatever i said wrong just give me another chance and i promise to make us strong again we are as one” he said and all she could do was weep for when she heard his lyric she thought she was going mad or maybe in her grief she was hysterical it wasn’t that she didn’t believe everything he said it was just so hard to still be joined to him ….knowing he was dead….