Penny entered her cabin, shut the hatch, and slowly let out her breath. She fell down on her bunk and rolled into the bed covers.
Too tired to sleep. Where was Matthew, she wondered? No, wait. He would come back one day from his lofty contentment. Just wait him out. Someday, it could work. Even if they weren’t together all the time, it could work. Maybe the only way. The precariousness of it all would be their binding force, their pledge of return. Apart together, a life of farewells and reunions. Wasn’t everything like that, really? Too tired to sleep…