There was the whole baby issue. And Wash’s manly pride-ache about my deferring to the captain. But we got through those. I figured we’d get through all the fights, the arguments, the disagreements. The fear, the insecurity, the anger. I figured we’d have forever to decide about a babe. I expected to see Mal’s face when we declared him godfather to our son or daughter. At the very least, I expected to be able to watch over my man from Heaven when the time came.
I never, never, never expected to be standing here, in front of a grave with my husband’s name on it.
-- Zoe + Wash by wingedraksha