Gracie put aside her book and stood up, drifting to the window, trailing chilled air in her wake. Luci looked up from the newspaper and her thoughts, relieved to have the thoughts interrupted and even more relieved to have Gracie blunt the muggy warmth of the room.
“Something wrong?”
“It’s awfully quiet. Where are the girls?”
Luci smiled at hearing the aunts called “girls.”
“They’re getting ready for their monthly visit to your grave. Didn’t you see the flowers in the entryway?”
Gracie shook her head. “I’ve been avoiding the hallways since...” She sighed, sending a cold chill into the too warm room. “How’s Delaney?”
Luci put the paper down and rose, stretching the kinks from her back, wishing she could so easily rid herself of the kinks in her thoughts. “He’s...pretty bummed.”
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