Norah came and picked me up just after I had finished lunch. Luca had wandered over to the apartment above the garage to get some work done after his shower and I hadn't seen him since.
I met her at the door, walking with her back out to her car.
"Oh my God, your neck," she said gasping, stopping in the middle of the driveway to push my hair away from my shoulder so she could see the mark better.
"It doesn't hurt," I told her quickly, knowing that the bruising made it look pretty gruesome.
I knew this because Fallon had a similar reaction that morning when I had gone to the fields to train with my hair in a ponytail; although she had thought I had been attacked by something.
"Damn," Norah whispered, followed by a laugh.
"I didn't notice it last night."
She wouldn't have, I thought.
