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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.
