"Was there even breathing before you?" I asked into the phone. There was silence.

"I think. I'm trying to remember anything before you," He said quietly.

"How long will you be gone?"

"A week. Given the van doesn't break again."

I sighed. We were always apart and it was breaking me. I needed to feel his rough hands and see his warm smile.

"Cheer up, thanksgiving is soon. In fact, it's further away than a week is," He said, chuckling a little.

I wanted to laugh. I couldn't.

"Last night, I had this dream...You were home and you never had to leave again." I heard him breath in rather heavily.

"I had that same dream."
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