He pointed out a few things here and there, white light shining off his bald head, but mostly, he said nothing, and mostly, I pretended to be interested in walls while watching him move, look, change, turn.
I held it in place with my tongue until I’d located the airport’s security checkpoint and then I bit down into it, checking the watch on my left hand and beginning to kick off my shoes.
“It’s in here,” I said out loud, moving slowly and straining to see things. I felt linoleum underfoot, saw triangular patterns painted onto the floor.
“I’d like to keep getting to know you,” I said cautiously, and I heard him sigh on the other end of the line. My room was dark now, my head on my pillow already. “I can’t tell you how happy I am to hear you say that,” he said quietly.
“I have a question for everyone in the room except Jace,” he said, smiling. Everyone laughed.
She looked desperate to me sometimes, like she almost wanted to throw herself in that machine, to end whatever strange thing was happening to her.
Rose was still going to be wild, yeah, and that was kind of terrifying, but she was at least wild about me. I could feel it, see it in her crazy eyes, the way she’d get so secretly mad at me when I’d just say “I know.”
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