Every Single One

Written on November 27th, 2014

As part of A Story Each Day


“Hey. Oh, my god, it’s been such a long time, I — hey. Ow! Hey! What’s — ?”

“Do you know how long you were gone? Do you?”

“I’m not — ”

“Do you know how long you were gone? Answer me. Answer me!”

“Yes! Look, please — ”

“How long? Answer me. How long?”

“Please, not here. Not in the middle of Grand Central, please, come on, can’t we talk about this somewhere else?”

“I don’t care where we are. You’re going to tell me how long you were gone.”

“I didn’t know. Neither of us knew!”

“I’m your fucking wife! You can’t stay away from me for this long!”

“Not so loud, please. People are staring.”

“Fucking right, they’re staring.”

“I didn’t want this.”

“But you did it anyway.”

“I had to. You knew that. We knew that. We both knew.”

“That doesn’t change anything.”

“I did this for you! And for Evan, and Angeline, and — ”

“If you cared about them, you would’ve been here with me, waking up in the middle of the night, caring for them and taking them to school in the morning.”

“I thought about that every single night, when I went to bed, when I was — ”

“Well then, why didn’t you come back sooner?”

“We both knew why.”

“Stop saying that.”

“Stop saying what?”

“Stop making it sound like I knew you were going to be gone for this long. I didn’t know any of that.”

“Hey! Before I left, you looked at me, and you said, ‘Okay. I know you’re going to be gone for a long time,’ and you trusted me, and you — ”

“I know what I said.”

“I wanted to come back. I wanted to. And I tried, you saw me, I told you that I tried to come back.”

“But you didn’t.”

“I wanted to.”

“Why didn’t you?”

“I’m back now.”

“Now? Now? Really? Do you know how long you were gone?”

“I do. Hey. Hey, come on. Hey, hey, hey. Please. Don’t be quiet, please. Say something to me, talk to me, please.”

“Do you know what that did to me?”

“Don’t cry. Here.”

“Do you know what it did to me to have you gone for so long? I didn’t see your face for — ”

“Yes.”

“How long?”

“One year, one month, thirteen days, four hours, and thirty-seven minutes. Yes, I counted them. I counted every single damn one. Every single one.”


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A Story Each Day is a collection of 365 stories, written daily in 2014 by Nicholas Sailer.

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