“It’s hard to even imagine what my life would have been like if she hadn’t fallen. I mean, she was only eighteen. I don’t know what she would have been like as an adult. I can’t even imagine myself with her now, because I’m so much older than the only Alana I ever knew, if that makes any sense.”
“I think it does, yeah.” She reached down and squeezed his hand. “And I’m really glad you’re willing to talk about her with me like this.”
“It would be more awkward if we didn’t talk about it, don’t you think?”
“I do.” She nodded. “Definitely.”
“This might sound strange, but talking to you here tonight, and all the other stuff we did, feels like the most functional thing I’ve done in years.”
She grinned. “I’m glad. Maybe it’s been a good, functional thing for me too.”
“And here I thought kissing you was a bad decision.”
“Sometimes bad decisions turn out to be good ones.”
