There it was.

Lou felt the air leave her lungs in one long, slow exhale as she closed her eyes, willing the threatening tears away but failing miserably. It didn't change anything. The man before her was still her husband and they would figure this out. "Alright, alright." She wouldn't panic. She would not. This could be handled. It would be handled.

"We can figure it out." She assured him, squeezing their joined hands gently. It certainly wouldn't be easy, but they'd figure it out.