“I told you I needed to see you to talk to you. I wouldn’t just leave you standing on the doorstep.” It was true. She wouldn’t have, she had told him to come here…..and here he was. Right in front of her. Again. The way she’d wanted him for such a long time. Standing close…..and she searched for something to say. Something to ask that would tell her what she wanted to know. Anything to make him understand that even though she knew who he was, knew what he was like……it still hurt when he was gone. She still always thought there was a chance it would be the last time.
For all Iris could use words to help other people, she found herself woefully under equipped to help herself. All she could come up with was a question that probably wouldn’t have an answer she’d like. “Why are you in the city?”