“Because I rescue kittens?”
“No.”
I smiled.
“Because when you find something that needs you, you stay.”
He was silent.
Then he said,
“I stayed.”
“Yes.”
“Not only with Scout.”
I knew what he meant.
“No.”
“With you.”
“Yes.”
“For twenty years.”
“Yes.”
Then quietly:
“I love you, Ellen.”
“I know.”
“I should say it more.”
“You say it in other ways.”
“Like kitten formula at nine-thirty at night?”
“Yes.”
“And sleeping in the back seat?”
“Yes.”
“And contingency rescue organizations?”
“Especially those.”
He laughed.
Then he fell asleep.
At four in the morning, my alarm went off.
I went downstairs.
Scout was awake in her box, looking directly at me.
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