Awkward Request Outside
Outside, with the cooler air around us, Richard struggled to find the right words. ‘Look, about the house…
‘ he started, glancing around like he’d find the words somewhere out there. ‘Could we…I mean, would it be possible for us to still use it sometimes?
‘ The pride he wore so well now felt like a thin veil. He grasped at the dregs of his dignity, seeking some foothold in the changed landscape of our relationship.