They lay beside each other for a while without speaking. Neither of them showed the affection they usually did. They were just two people laying beside each other and enjoying the lazy comfortable feeling that comes after decent s*x.
Eventually Elizabeth moved, getting dressed and then collecting the balled up paper which was still scattered across the floor without a word.
She looked towards the door, but before she could move Sawyer sat up in bed.
“Where are you going?”
She looked down at the bundle of paper in her arms, then back up at him. Did he really think she was planning on running off again?
“To the garbage,” she thought for a moment, “what are we supposed to do with garbage, anyway?”
“Well with paper, the obvious answer is to burn it.”
“Seems a little symbolic, don’t you
