Chapter 38

• CHAERLES
• After the shower, I let Matilda rest. The second her head hit my cushion, she was out. I painstakingly slid her glasses off her face prior to collapsing them up and putting them back on my end table. Delicately, I touched her cheek prior to tucking a piece of her hair behind her ear.
• I felt that by having her, each longing and developed disappointment would ease, however it didn't. It just expanded. I needed to accompany her, inside her, on top of her, under her, and snuggled up with her. I believed that everything should do with her and her presence.