100 words or less
“That sounds reasonable,” she struggled to keep the tremor from her voice. She briskly cleared the table. It had seemed extravagant. She should have guessed this was coming.
“It’s just, the fact that we both can’t go, doesn’t mean neither of us should.” His lodged a hand in his thick silver hair, uncertain.
“When do you leave?”
“That’s the thing…”
She froze, knowingly. Today’s shuttle left this evening, landing in the settlement the following year.
She couldn’t bear to hear him say it. She kissed him, with a passion they had forgotten.
“I forgot… something. I’ll be back soon... I love you.”
She walked away, knowing that he’d be gone by the time she returned.