Chloe’s pov
Lisa's arms wrapped around me so fast when she opened the door, I didn't have time to brace for it, her smell coated me and instantly I relaxed. I buried my nose in her hair.
I felt so much better now that I was in her arms. I could perceive the smell of bread back in the house and it felt like time hadn’t passed at all.
"Let me look at you." She pulled back only far enough to hold my face in both hands, her eyes already wet, sweeping over me like she expected to find a wound she'd missed. "You're too thin. Are they feeding you? Sit down, sit down, I've got water on."
I let her steer me into the kitchen, the same worn table I'd eaten a thousand meals at as a kid, and the tears I'd been holding back the entire ride finally spilled over the second I sat in my old chair.
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