I do. But not all the time. Sometimes I think about it and I can't stop. Some days, it's just a little point in the back of my mind.

[She admits to it and quickly counters herself. Jim is perceptive and always has been. Sometimes it's her favorite thing about him. Other times it's her least. Right now, it's both.

She shifts against, tightening her arms around herself and her knees to her chest, like she's protecting herself.]

It was ten years ago. But it's been hard not to think about lately.