By the time he finished his story, Nancy had erupted into a full-blown belly laugh. "And that," he laughed along with her, "is what it feels like when you experience an emotion on your own, as well as having it heightened by someone who shares that same emotion." He removed his hand and she felt the need to laugh lessen. She still found the entire story humorous, but she could breathe again and not cry with laughter.
"Feel the difference?" he asked.
Nancy nodded. "I think so."
"It takes practice."
"How are you so good at it?"
"I"m not," he chuckled. "I know a few things, because I grew up with five younger brothers in a relatively small home. Whenever you"re around anyone that much, you become attuned to certain things. But it was nothing like this." Eric smiled and shifted back into
