He was still sticky. Caramel and honey. She didn't mind so much, though. Not now. Even the Willowless ache in her organs and bones lessened in the face of someone else's very fictional story. And when Claire took Ethan's hand, she wasn't wrapped up in her own disastrous life. She was wrapped up in theirs. No -- his. She willed herself to believe that even in the world of Hollywood Make-Believe, there was worse pain than knowing a dear friend had gone safely home.
She didn't mean to, but she mimicked the on-screen affection. She lifted the back of his hand and kissed his knuckled. Scenes changed. And...
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She didn't mean to, but she mimicked the on-screen affection. She lifted the back of his hand and kissed his knuckled. Scenes changed. And...
"...Ugh. Train scenes."