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[benjamin_carey]

Words don't communicate as well as they should when they're pressed against deaf ears that refuse to hear. They are only weak sounds that gag you when you sleep, cast stones against your skin, try and convict you when you don't even know what crime you've comitted. I don't think I will ever totally understand

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[simply_linds]

You're asleep again. Battered and bruised and not talking to me, too tired, too exhausted to do anything but sleep. You let me hold you, but didn't react to my tears when I sensed how stiff you were in my arms.

But at least you didn't chase me away.

Sleep. Brooke's watching over you, and Hey Dog and our puppy too--you wanted to name her, and I've been calling her Scooter or Hey Pup for want of anything else. I want you to name her for us.

Mitch and Aaron are still here, and I'm going to take them out to eat something. I thought they'd left long ago but they stayed, watching over you too--over us--while we slept. You know me, I don't sleep good without you next to me, so the whole day's escaped for me, too. But I need to run by Lee's Landing, check on things there and sign some checks, then we'll be back after we eat something.

Then, I hope you will be awake enough to talk, to explain what is going on, why you are so hurt, why, when you do wake up briefly and look at me and don't think i know it that there is such...fear in your eyes. And sadness.

I AM NOT LEAVING YOU! Do you understand me? I am NOT leaving you. I just want answers--

Lee and Karl are coming home early. Dan and Darren not far behind.

Linds