not raging pain,

is what brings her here, now, to this place.

She didn’t have to come; she could have waited just a bit longer

to make sure she had enough reason, conviction to satisfy her and him.

As usual, it was a quick decision.

Or was it?

In the aftermath, every decision autopsied and evaluated,

the final report inevitably inconclusive.

Was she right?

What will he say?  Roll his eyes?  Sigh?