Everything Descends

On the final evening of their honeymoon, they sat side by side on the beach and watched as the darkening ocean consumed the sun.

“Everything has a purpose,” she said, resting her head against her new husband’s shoulder.

“Yes,” he whispered. He placed his hand on the tight mound below her breasts.

His son.

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