"Nothing at all?" Annie"s eyes were the saddest and emptiest chocolate brown pools I"d ever seen.
A gentle, "I"m sorry" was all I could muster, but somehow words weren"t necessary. Annie sighed as she bowed her head. I looked to Gabe for help. He nodded towards the kitchen and I followed. Speaking quietly to Gabe as we retreated to the next room, I voiced my frustration.
"Three days of casual drop-ins and nudges, Gabe, and there"s been nothing at all, from either of them. I don"t know, I somehow thought that with Annie so close it would change things. I think I kind of hoped they"d feel her presence or something. I"ve gone through everything again. Favourite foods. Nothing. Flowers. Nothing. Anecdotes. Nothing. Annie"s poems. Nothing. Even perfume, then goodness knows what else. And stil
