“All the time,” I said.
“I don’t want to perform anymore. I want to walk into the dark with you and not know what happens next. That scares the hell out of me.” realwifestories shona river night walk 17 link
Then he said something I’d been waiting seventeen years to hear. “All the time,” I said
This is the seventeenth installment in the Shona River series. Some names and locations have been altered for privacy. What follows is a true account of a night that changed how I see my marriage, my fears, and the silence between words. The Invitation That Felt Like a Test It started with a text. That scares the hell out of me
The question hung in the air like a dare. Not do you love me — that was easy. Do you trust me was the harder ask, especially in the dark, over a river that had already claimed one tree.
I stepped onto the trunk. It wobbled. My heart slammed against my ribs. The river below reflected nothing — just black water moving somewhere unseen. I took another step. Then another.
The walk back to the house took twenty minutes. We held hands the whole way. When we reached the fence line, Mark stopped and said, “Next time, we cross all the way.”
