Some nights I have a fright. I wake up feeling his arms around me. I think it is Goldfinch…but it is not. It is Jack. I love Jack. It’s just that I have to let it sink in, that it is Jack who I belong to.
It all happened so quickly. There was no time in between to let my feelings be prepared for this. I am so happy, so so happy. It’s the unconscious moments, perhaps the subconscious me…that sometimes can’t keep track of what on earth has happened.
But I am Jack’s. Everything is overlapping and becoming entangled. The two of us are like some kind of vines growing around each other. It’s just those moments waking up I forget whose body I am tangled up within. It feels like just yesterday I was in Adelaide.