You watch her face and hear “that’s right.” She’d been able to forget. Is that all you do with her? Remind her of the pain of Sburb?
i was wondering, you know, seeing as our parents are ok…
It may never have been all that likely, but if he was alive, your dad should be happy.
maybe they would have gotten to meet again and, um, stuff…
Your voice trails off again. Who knew this would be such a difficult subject?

You make a small noise, thinking about your mother’s habits.
I wonder if that isn’t the case as well. I know she does occasionally make business trips, and it’s entirely conceivable she’s been visiting Washington this whole time.
You sigh just a little bit, made uncomfortable by the memory of them dead.
I do hope she’s happy, and that I haven’t made her life more difficult, limited as I am. Maybe she’d have been better off in the dreambubbles with your father always beside her, instead of how things are now.
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