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He came home first, tossing his keys carelessly into the dish on top of the bookcase and hanging his coat on the peg behind the door. He kicked his shoes into the corner and collapsed onto the sofa in front of the TV.

She came home half an hour later, hanging her jacket up next to his and straightening out his sleeves, which he had left inside-out, as always. She put her handbag down beside the sofa and sat down next to him, stretching out her feet with a smile.

He rolled his eyes, but smiled back and unbuckled her shoes for her, dropping them on the floor underneath the coffee table.

The TV blared as they relaxed together. They had nothing to say, but they had each other to say nothing to, and that was all they needed.

© Kari Fay

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