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I took the bottle with me to my quarters and when I got there I saw the drawer I’d cleared for him emptied of his belongings. A duffle sat zipped and packed on the deck. It looked new, likely purchased when with the girls in New Kinshasa.<br> | I took the bottle with me to my quarters and when I got there I saw the drawer I’d cleared for him emptied of his belongings. A duffle sat zipped and packed on the deck. It looked new, likely purchased when with the girls in New Kinshasa.<br> | ||
− | I’d always known he’d leave. It was the pattern we’d established years ago, after the War. Either he’d fly with me or I’d spend my downtime dirtside with him, but it always ended with one of us leaving the other. Our careers were mutually exclusive and our absences ran longer than our reunions. So we’d meet, part, and meet again, with our memories when solitary keeping us together | + | I’d always known he’d leave. It was the pattern we’d established years ago, after the War. Either he’d fly with me or I’d spend my downtime dirtside with him, but it always ended with one of us leaving the other. Our careers were mutually exclusive and our absences ran longer than our reunions. So we’d meet, part, and meet again, with our memories when solitary keeping us together as our lives swung our paths askew.<br> |
''As twin stiff compasses are two'', he’d said to me. <br> | ''As twin stiff compasses are two'', he’d said to me. <br> | ||
I sat on one end of my bed and he sat on the other.<br> | I sat on one end of my bed and he sat on the other.<br> |