[ It's an important question, it's something she'd fantasized about, once upon a time. Raleigh coming home, returning back to her at long last. But her hands clench to fists in her lap and as much as he doesn't look at her, she can't bring herself to, either.
Raleigh's the only person she'd ever loved -- the only one, she things, she would ever come to love as deeply as she does him, and here he is, wanting to come back after two years.
Yes, she wants to say. Yes, please come home.
But what she says is: ]
I don't know. [ And she really doesn't. It's exhausting, this conversation -- too layered, too painful, old hurts renewed and she hasn't the faintest idea what to do with it. ] Are you -- back for Eleanor, or for the both of us?
:< very soon
Raleigh's the only person she'd ever loved -- the only one, she things, she would ever come to love as deeply as she does him, and here he is, wanting to come back after two years.
Yes, she wants to say. Yes, please come home.
But what she says is: ]
I don't know. [ And she really doesn't. It's exhausting, this conversation -- too layered, too painful, old hurts renewed and she hasn't the faintest idea what to do with it. ] Are you -- back for Eleanor, or for the both of us?