You'd think he didn't trust me not to start trouble. Something important had gotten torn up. Then the power flooded up and up and smashed us against each other. Rage, such rage, and I knew who it was before the door opened.
It's partnership the way I always thought marriage could be, but never seems to be. His face softened for a second, then hardened, and he narrowed his eyes at me. I knelt on the now pristine grave. The one that isn't evil, or good, but just ordinary.
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