This was it. This answered everything. She was quenched upon reading that first two-letter word, expansive as a verandah on a summer afternoon. Only one consonant, one vowel but since their argument and the weeks of silence, the barren Sundays, the no-text midnights, here it arrived at last: “My Amelia…”

Shoshauna enjoys being with trees, books, cats, chocolate and her husband, preferably all at the same time.