Togetherhood

I think about the other few times in the past four years of our togetherhood that he has said that very thing. I've come to hate those words.

What I forgot she remembered with relish, tidbits of our togetherhood: Me depositing a scroungy new puppy, hidden in a basket, on her bed as she slept; Me closing my eyes and yelling, “A bus! A bus!” thefirst time I drove her in my car; [...]