Say it! She said, in the dark. He still couldn’t see her face. Why? Why won’t you say it? The hum of the ceiling fan the only sound. He may have been holding his breath. “Because I din’t@ he said. “I just don’t”. “But how do you know? She said. “Like know for sure for sure”. “I don’t know” he said. “I just do. It’s not here. As much as I wish it was, it’s not”. He could her the air leak out of her. His words the sharp rock, het words the thin rubber of tire. “So that’s all” she said. “Yes” he said so quietly he wasn’t sure he had even uttered a response.