[The gesture is meant to be kind, so he doesn't mind it, even as it sends a shiver up his spine. Thinking about his wife makes him hesitate as he still struggled between what so many others had told him but what he feared.
Could he be? Perhaps. It was possible, so long as he let himself.]
I don't know. I can't say anymore what sort of man I might be.
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Could he be? Perhaps. It was possible, so long as he let himself.]
I don't know. I can't say anymore what sort of man I might be.