Spend time alone.

10 Feb

 

 


She hated wet saunas. He sat alone, sweating until he emerged for a shower and lunch. She would ask “how was the sweatbox today?”, and he’d answer “Bloody lovely”.

After she went, everything was manageable. She’d shown him how to cook.. so that was sorted. He knew to keep himself clean and laundered, got himself out of the house every day. The strange thing was the sauna. He had to laugh. It was the one place she never set foot in, and yet it was the place he missed her the most. He blubbered like a sook and occasionally even had a bit of a chat to her.

In the end, she was in the sauna with him. He learned to welcome that, and loved it more.

 

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