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William Kitcher (CANADA)

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“I love you,” he said, and he didn’t know what he meant by that. Neither did she. “I love you,” she replied automatically, deliberately putting the same emphasis on each of the three words. Perhaps it sounded mechanical, she thought, but he probably wouldn’t notice the difference. He thought it sounded strange but it was a momentary thought as he was more concerned about what he had said and how he’d said it. He hadn’t said it exactly the way he’d wanted to if in fact that’s what he’d actually wanted to say to her. He could have said it differently, in a way closer to what he actually thought, but he wasn’t sure he knew how. She thought the silence was awkward and unnecessarily wrong and long, but she couldn’t be positive of that. She had no concept of how long it had been since she’d said, “I love…