I considered Auden my family, and that meant my help, my home, and my time were his to ask for.
I gave him a final squeeze and then I made a shooing motion that was so much Ma’s it actually alarmed me for a moment. One person to take care of, and suddenly I was my mother, ready to flutter around and mutter half-prayers, half-grumbles to myself.
“Go get the bag,” I told him. “Then go to the hospital. I’ll take care of everything else.”
It started with a glass of water.
The thing was, I was no more qualified to watch over another human being than I was performing brain surgery or flying a helicopter. My only experience caring for other people was within the paradigm of kink, where the rules were clear and the limits even clearer.
Kink and Delphine had one thing in common though: the
