Sofia
A couple of weeks passed, and Sarah and I were mostly ready to move. Everything but the essentials were packed, and I was torn between nervous and excited.
Things were going well between Devon and me while we were in the city. Devon seemed more relaxed than normal, and all our problems seemed far away. I liked being able to talk to him straight between our minds because we could always have a private conversation even in my small apartment when Sarah was home.
And he'd already taught me how to shield my thoughts and emotions and vice versa, and I was getting more used to being able to feel some of what he was feeling besides.
Sarah had apparently gotten over her anger at Devon, and seemed to have accepted everything now, which made things at lot less stressful as well. Things wer
