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That night had not been discussed between us.

It was a guilty pleasure…part of our past…a memory.

She would sometimes become distant as she ran her hand gently over her belly.

I knew she was thinking about that night.

But neither of us said a word.

Was he sitting there in his quaint cottage toiling over the consequences of his actions?

Would I want the knowledge?

Would I want the choice?

I would.

I think.