BOOK 3: Chapter 39: The Scent of Something Else
The testing panel and the thrilling time come later that evening, when she tries to clean up their bedroom. The sun has dipped far behind the skyline, and a drowsy warmth hangs in the room like the last breath of day. Gregory has already woken up, after what felt like an epic battle between his body and sleep — one he clearly lost. He'd been out for hours, knocked out cold.
She helps him up, quietly, attentively, the way a loving, devoted wife is supposed to. She steadies him with her hands, brushes his hair out of his face, and speaks softly when she asks if he’s okay. She makes sure he’s eaten, makes sure he takes the pills to ease the relentless headache that’s been pounding at the walls of his skull since morning.
Gregory blinks a few
