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"Same old, same old, I guess. I didn't really expect it to be otherwise. Still, sometimes you hope it will be different. You can't help it."

[...] Simon went to the fridge for a beer as soon as he got in, moaned that she'd bought the wrong kind, then felt bad about being ungrateful so came to kiss her while she was cooking.

Before the arrival of the children she used to tell him she loved him frequently. And it's not like she loved him any less after Luke was born - if anything she loved him more - so why had she let it go unsaid? It would only have taken a moment to have said it that morning.

"How can you expect me to talk about me when you won't talk about you?"