From the Inside

by fiesa

Quite the usual mess. Just of the internal sort. Jaina, Jag – two missiles on collision course. Take cover and prepare for impact. Fifty 100-word drabbles.

49. Answers

49 – Answers

"Do you think," Jaina asked, "They actually want to hear the answers to all their questions?"

"A difficult question."

"But you think they should be told?"

"I think some couldn't handle them," Jag answered carefully. "But some might."

"Sometimes I feel like my life was one big question." Jaina absentmindedly played with a strand of her hair. A habit of hers, so familiar. Beloved. "But I found the answer, I think."

"You did? I still feel clueless most the time. Enlighten me?"

She smiled, turning to look at him. Jag felt her love: warm and endless.

"You are my answer."