"Leo," she said, enjoying using his name.
He took the letter.
"My darling husband Leo," he read aloud.
"No, don't speak aloud, Leo," she pleaded. "I don't know why, but I know if you read aloud something terrible will happen."
His hand touched hers. "Terrible? What?"
"I don't know." She shook her head. "Memories will come alive. Fears will become reality. People will suffer. We will... I don't know, something awful will befall us, Leo."
"Aren't you being silly?" Leo chided his wife gently. "But... okay."
He laid the letter on the table and read quietly to himself. Maya sighed.