Title: Six Months
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The fourth month is Dean telling you that there's some baddies that need whipping.
It's you both heading out and killing them all in four days.
It's coming home and you're wife is there with open arms still.
The fourth month is giving her a massage because you're dying and it's her birthday and you want her to be happy.
It's a kiss on the cheek for the back rub as you both lay down to rest.
It's a comment. Sara, when I'm gone…
And it's her retort. Don't say that.
It's repeating yourself because she needs to know. Sara, when I'm gone, I want you to remarry and be happy.
The fourth month is one whisper before you go to sleep. What if I don't want to remarry? What if I'm happy being with you and I won't be this way with anyone else?