Chapter 80

I count five minutes since your expression is frozen. I move my hand away and pull the elbow he holds. I can't let go because your fingers close even deeper in my arm.

"Are you sure about that? "Your voice has that same lack of emotion that usually transpires in your moments of fury.

"I have "I say, shrugging my shoulders" are just dreams. It doesn't matter.

Your eyes shine, and in them I can see pain, fear, and hatred blending into one thing. He turns me completely towards him, holding me on my shoulder. “Bee, do you remember what you asked me at the first dinner we had in this house?

I massage my right temple, both to relieve the pain that lodges in the place, and to pick up the memories of that night. I can remember many things, of course, less about what Henry is trying to say.

"Was it about your cell phone number? "I try to get the last thing I remember "Or later, when dinner is over and you called