"They get pretty caught in their own world," she murmurs.
She imagines Howard flipping a switch and feeling that same pull as before, and her arm tightens around his. "I want to get home," she says, finally, soft in the quiet cottage. "But I don't want to leave you."
no subject
She imagines Howard flipping a switch and feeling that same pull as before, and her arm tightens around his. "I want to get home," she says, finally, soft in the quiet cottage. "But I don't want to leave you."