“Sometime I think that words are an impediment to communication.”
Clare laughed at Mark’s statement.
“Perhaps, but what do you want to do instead, play charades?”
Mark did not smile.
“If it would help you understand what I’m trying to tell you, yes.”
Clare smiled to herself, shaking her head. They had reached an impasse. Mark could be so black and white about everything that it took her by surprise that his thoughts were more subtle on the subject.
Perhaps he wasn’t being subtle. Maybe he did see it in pure Black and white. Perhaps here was something simple there that neither of them saw.
She got out a piece of paper and drew a diagram. She took her time, being very careful, trying to get everything just right. Some of it was bringing what were really abstract ideas down to a concrete level…
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