"Then," I slid my finger higher, "she says she has 'taken steps to our daughter' and that this led to her having a 'short life in the flesh'. The first time I read it I thought this was just fancy words to say that she regretted working so hard that she didn't have time for her daughter until it was too late, but now I wonder if she's being more literal."
There was a cold silence as I waited for the two of them to think my words over. Aron spread out his printed diary pages and scanned over them while Kai merely sat, arms folded, and looked out the window.
Feeling a little awkward, I looked away and ended up looking at the clock hanging on the wall. It was an old thing from the old house we used to live in before the divorce, and it tended to run a little fast. But only a little.
I stood suddenly. "I'll make lunch."
