Oh, The Places You'll Go

Goodbye


Fluent

The first time — after — when he'd said goodbye with an air of finality, Dan had believed him. He'd played the brave little soldier but secretly he was fixing his heart back together with sticky-tape.

But he'd shown up again. Not the next night, nor the one after, but eventually he stood at Dan's door, metaphorical cap in hand, replacing goodbye with 'hello?'

Now, ten years and countless goodbyes later, Dan hears the word and is restful, no longer scared, because he is fluent in a strange, nascent language, one in which 'goodbye' translates as 'I love you, don't leave me.'


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