Never before have I imagined my life without him—like this house, he is my only point of reference in this difficult existence, this unstable and frightening world. The thought of his leaving home fills me with a terror so strong, it takes my breath away. I feel like one of those seagulls covered in oil from a spill, drowning in a black tar of fear.
Tabitha SuzumaAt what point do you give up - decide enough is enough? There is only one answer really. Never.
Tabitha SuzumaAnd I know how he feels—it’s so good it hurts. I think I’m going to die from happiness. I think I’m going to die from pain. Time has stopped; time is racing.
Tabitha SuzumaBut I don't want to be fine, not if it means she's going to let go of my hand; not if it means we're going to go back to being polite strangers.
Tabitha Suzuma