Do you know that I know that you know?

Samuel

We can leave life for tomorrow
Or grieve all that we thought we’d do

As Wessex made her way down, Sam swallowed and straightened himself up, trying to get himself psyched up to talk to her. Her way of being, so strict and sure...it was intimidating. He could never imagine being so confident to carry himself the way Wessex moved her own body, as if it were everyone elses problem if she hit them on her way.

When he was asked what it was, he looked down to his clasped hands and worried them, wondering for just a split second if it would be better to just give up and go home. But no, he had already come here.

"The Voice spoke to me..at my house." He said, rather than in a dream, thinking it did not sound very credible. "And...she told me that in fact, we...or at least, she...but I spread...uh. Sorry. She told me that we are the ones to blame..for the Blight." Looking up at Wessex with a despairing gaze he asked his question: "I wanted to know if you knew."

Or make each moment new