"She does better when it's easy," he explained. "Yes or no things that aren't... complicated."
He thought for a moment.
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Then he asked the question that changed everything.
"Mom, do you want Dad to stay?"
I stared at Emma's hand.
Nothing happened.
I felt almost relieved.
Then her index finger moved.
Once.
Yes.
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I don't know how long I sat there.
I had imagined Emma waking a thousand times.
In some versions she smiled.
In others she cried.
Sometimes she asked what happened.
Sometimes, in the versions I hated most, she remembered our argument and turned away from me.
But I had never imagined this.
One finger.
One answer.
Stay.
My hand was shaking when I reached for hers.
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For two months I'd been afraid to hold it for too long.
That sounds ridiculous now.
I had held her hand every day.
