Fifteen – 04

[This post is from Hecate’s point of view.]

“Something bothering you?” Carolyn asked after a few minutes. Hecate glanced up to see the other woman watching her, her brow furrowed slightly.

“That’s a complicated question,” Hecate said softly, then smiled crookedly. “Maybe a little bit.”

Carolyn nodded. “It usually is. Nothing’s ever really that simple, is it?”

Hecate choked on a laugh and shook her head, looking back down to her work. She cleared a few weeds away from the base of a stand of flowers. “No. No, it really isn’t. Only a few things are.” She paused, glancing up again. “You came out here to think, too?”

“Well, I did say I was.” Carolyn grinned, then shrugged. “Nothing really that important at the end of the day. Some of it’s silly things. A little bit of daydreaming.”

“You and J.T. are going to get married,” Hecate said. “Was that what it was?”

Carolyn nodded. “Part of it. Part of it’s a little more than that—questions about whether or not we should have children, that kind of thing. I just don’t know. There’s a lot of things to consider and things are kind of happening a little fast.”

Hecate smiled weakly. “That can be a thing,” she said, tossing a handful of weeds into the pile on the other side of the bed, near where Carolyn knelt.

“So I’m told.” She shrugged again. “I think it was a little different for you and Matt, though. You guys knew each other in another life, right?”

Hecate nodded, lips thinning. “We did. We loved each other in another life. It didn’t feel like it was long enough, though.”

“Would anything ever feel long enough?” Carolyn asked. “Be honest. When you really love someone, I don’t think you really hit a point where enough time together has ever been enough.”

“No,” Hecate admitted in a whisper. “No, I don’t think so.”

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