Why?
Peter
Sophie. Don’t ask a question when you already know the answer.
Sophie
But I don’t know the answer! Are you mad?
Peter
I’m not mad.
Sophie
Are you sure?
Peter
I’m sure.
Sophie
So you just…need a minute?
Peter
Yes. And to spend a little time with my golden pothos.
Sophie
How are the lights?
Peter
Behaving, for now.
Sophie
You know you can come back if you need to.
Peter
I know.
Sophie
And you know how much I love you.
Peter
I know.
Sophie
And we’re going to be okay, right?
It takes Peter a very long time to answer this question, and I watch the dots appear and disappear several times before a message finally pops up. When it does, my heart squeezes painfully.