After the rain, after the records, after the listening. A page from Brent's notebook, in the hour sleep wouldn't come.
This story is included with Porch Family and Lamp Holder.
“I remembered seeing you in pain for all these years.” Brent looked at him properly then. At the face. At the height folded down beside him. At the wetness the bear was not trying to hide. “You got tall.” One tear passed into the fur beneath the bear's eye. “Eventually.”
“I remember the Two moons above us. A hearth that went cold. I was sent from here...once. I don't know by whom or why. And, someone here...was afraid for me...”
