Time to Rest
Noticing the fatigue behind Jamie’s eyes, Sarah softly suggested that he take a rest. She didn’t push, but the gentle concern in her voice said enough. Without needing more words, she led him to the bedroom they once shared, her hand brushing his arm.
Jamie took in the familiar sight of their room—same quilt on the bed, same curtains swaying slightly. Yet, everything felt just a little different, as if the room had aged without him. Still, he appreciated Sarah’s quiet understanding. He knew rest was necessary before he could truly be present with them again.
Advertisements
Advertisements