“I thought you and I, maybe we could go away somewhere. Together. One of these days. Today. Right now. Come with me.”
“No, I don’t think that’s going to be possible. “
“Why not?”
“Because I think that if we go away to someplace together, I’m afraid that one day, maybe not today, maybe, maybe not tomorrow either, but one day suddenly, I may begin to cry and cry so very much that nothing or nobody can stop me and the tears will fill the room and I won’t be able to breath and I will pull you down with me and we’ll both drown.”
“I’ll learn how to swim. I swear I will.”
