the field
I allowed myself to close my eyes. Soon, I drifted to sleep. No nightmares, no visions of men come to haunt me or scared little boys rocking forward and back. No sickness over the things I had or had not done. Only assurances that I was good, that I did what I should have, that Lee was all right now—all those sweet words whispered into my ears.
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