Every Last Fear

He never tried to tell her how to feel, always validated her emotions, which was weirdly comforting.

“I just love to walk out here in the open,” Danny said.

Matt wasn’t sure what he was feeling. The only sensation that came to mind was numb.

He’d taken too much for granted in his life, so no more.

but with Evan, reason often gave way to desperation.

Matt liked talking about them. He didn’t want them to vanish as if they’d never existed.

It was, Evan thought, one of the greatest nights of his life.

She thought they often suffered from tunnel vision, saw conspiracies that didn’t exist.

“No,” Matt said. “We’ve got each other.”

It was the right thing to say, the kind thing to say. But the truth was, Matt felt alone. And he wondered if he would always feel this way. Wondered if the loss and pain would always consume him. Wondered if he’d ever recover from the magnitude of it all.

Politics. It didn’t matter how big or small, it usually was dirty.