At night, Jay put his fingers on the bone between her breasts to feel her blood flow underneath. "You love me- hmmm..." he said. She was sleeping and didn't say anything. He kissed her ear. In his fingers, in their blood and joints, he will always carry her around. I know that is what he's thinking.

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After the miscarriage, Jay brought irises home. Linda put them in a smooth black vase.