Fiction: Waiting (83 words)

28 Sep

She sat very quietly as he made his plans.  She offered no advice, encouragement, or hesitation.  In the end, it had to be his call, his plan, which got them through the doors.  If she helped, even a little, it completely defeated the purpose, completely negated the trail.  It meant that everything would have to do it all over again.  And no one wanted that.  So she sat and waited for his decisions to be made.  There was nothing else that could be done.

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