She gazed back, expecting some cliché. “No, why?”
“Because you know what it"s like not to feel the bond.”
How does he know what to say? It"s like he"s in my head sometimes. “But if I never felt a bond, how do I know it"s there? I have nothing to go by. Do you think it"ll just come and I"ll know how to do the right things?”
How does he know what to say? It"s like he"s in my head sometimes.“Yes. And I"ll be right there beside you.”
She buried her head in his coat, sheltering her face from a sudden gust of cold wind. Promise?
Promise?A horn blew behind them. The moment shattered. “All aboard,” cried a loud voice.
They made their way onto the gangplank, meshing in with the gathering crowd. After they found a seat at the stern, they huddled close together while waiting for the ferry to pu
