Page 60 of In Their Hearts
Are you home?
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Home. The word feels loaded. Nothing feels like home. Not yet, but I’m more worried about how Clay is doing. The explosion and his store. So much destruction. I hold back my tears and type back.
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How’s Clay?
Is he okay?
He would be better if you were here. He’s losing his mind not knowing if you’re okay.
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My chest tightens. I don’t want to be the cause of his worry or in the way of him getting better. The next message comes through.
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Are you okay?
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My heart swells. They both care… about me. I wrap myself in it. It’s been too long since I’ve had these emotions. Welcomed ones.
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I thought he was dead.
Me too.
I thought both of you were dead.
I’m sorry I didn’t call.
I didn’t get hurt. Not like Clay, he was the closest to the explosion. But that’s all over now, and in the past.
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I stare at the screen. Unsure what to say. I can’t imagine Grant thinking Clay was dead, and he was with him. The waiting and unanswered questions. I should’ve been there. You were in no condition. I remind myself.
I’m working on being okay.
It’s going to take some time.
Let us help you. I think we all need each other. A lot has happened.
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Grant is right. So much has happened, but what’s next?
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Can we come see you?
Texting doesn’t feel the same.
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