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“I am all yours to take,” she finally conceded, in a mental universe where she was both aware and ingenuous about the meaning of her words.
Uttered months after they had committed to each other, they did not come lightly. The slow build up to them played part in imbuing them with significance. Still, it can’t be said that she had fully thought through the ultimate consequences of what she called upon, what she enabled.
It was a rather uncharacteristic moment for her. Her everyday chess thinking was always five moves ahead; she was one of those infuriating people who remember to buy milk a day before the gallon is down to a single glass. In the heat of the moment, perhaps, she had said something that she had not planned, fully envisioned.
What she for once had not overanalyzed, thought hard into the land of the overprocessed ridiculous, he had very much mentally dissected on her behalf.