By now she should have overcome the “empty nest syndrome” but in quiet moments it still lingered. Although she often wondered if it was really that or if it was just an inability to be alone. It was after all the reason she originally spent more time at Will and Patrick’s apartment than her own. With the two of them around, she never had to be alone and not too many years later the kids came along. But then they had to say goodbye to Pat, much too soon. And before she knew the boys were moving out then Willa, leaving just herself and Will.
She could hardly ask him to be by her side every minute of the day, even though nothing would make her happier. So she would deal with the alone-ness when she had to, combating it by being out of the house when Will couldn’t be there too and pestering him with text messages. That was why she found herself curled up on a bench, flipping through phone pictures and watching people pass by. She only had a couple of hours to kill before heading home to her husband.