Ex-husband Wanted an Open Marriage With My Sister
Its rubber tail swayed between her fingers, casting a tiny shadow in the light.
“Here, it’s yours,” said Olivia. Her voice was soft, barely audible, carrying a sense of exhaustion after surviving something terrible, along with a calm certainty that Jenny had never seen before in her.
Jenny took the dinosaur in her hands. The pink rubber belly pressed against her palm, still retaining Olivia’s body temperature. Her fingers closed around it, and the tips of her fingers sank into the soft material, emitting a slight “squeak”.
“You did a great job,” said Jenny.