It was still dark out when we got back into town, just a hint of light in the predawn morning.
As soon as I pulled into the yard, Wolf appeared. I didn’t say a word when he opened the back passenger door and lifted Chantal out just as I’d done with Silla. Neither of us spoke on our way inside, maybe so as not to wake the girls, but I have to say, it was one of those experiences I never imagined having.
He didn’t linger after putting her in bed beside Silla, which I guess meant I couldn’t either since he acts like I’m the night stalker anytime I come near the room with her in it, like my…. Like Silla isn’t in here as well. Neither female budged, but I felt the emptiness as soon as I laid her back on the pillow. So that’s a real thing, that feeling of loss that feels like a deep wound to the gut.