I tottered on my heels. I was hysterical. My mind was in free fall for several minutes.
She held my arm. With tear-strained eyes, she gave me mercy. She sank her weight onto my shoulder.
I held her as if we were lovers.
My wife and I.
We crumbled to the floor.
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