Fractured
N.O Darlingread with jennareading with jennaget a snack at 4am cashierbook morning
Dot laughs and shakes her head before turning to me and Theo, “Give me your wrists,”
I place my wrist on the table and Theo scoots closer, putting his arm next to mine on the table and wrapping his other arm around my waist. I can sense this is a big moment for him. I guess it should be for me too but with everything that's happened in the last 24 hours, this feels minor. Dot takes both of our wrists and positions her fingers over our pulse points and then closes her eyes in concentration. The whole room falls into silence. Have they all been listening to our conversations? Theo rests his forehead on my shoulder and I release my coffee to take his other hand in mine in support. Tense seconds
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