She stares at the door for a while after he's gone, and the mad thought occurs to her that maybe if she stares at it long enough he'll come back and they can try that conversation again and this time it'll end the way it was supposed to.
Because that can't be how it was supposed to go.
Can it?
She's still wondering when she gets up to turn off the light, and when she falls asleep counting digits of Pi (never anything so ordinary as sheep) she thinks maybe that it's going to have to join the list of problems she'll never be able to answer.
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Because that can't be how it was supposed to go.
Can it?
She's still wondering when she gets up to turn off the light, and when she falls asleep counting digits of Pi (never anything so ordinary as sheep) she thinks maybe that it's going to have to join the list of problems she'll never be able to answer.