except that she’s still gazing back at him hovering in that uncertainty. Of course she does, but — it feels tantalizingly out of reach, the sudden slam of a window somewhere else in the house beneath the kicked up onslaught of wind and snow jolting her nearly out of her skin. The shadows in the house stretch, and she says, “You’re going to freeze to fucking death out there,” which is not an answer at all, reaching to grasp his elbow to pull him in out of the elements.
He feels so much realer than anything else. She hadn’t thought that it didn’t until this moment.
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except that she’s still gazing back at him hovering in that uncertainty. Of course she does, but — it feels tantalizingly out of reach, the sudden slam of a window somewhere else in the house beneath the kicked up onslaught of wind and snow jolting her nearly out of her skin. The shadows in the house stretch, and she says, “You’re going to freeze to fucking death out there,” which is not an answer at all, reaching to grasp his elbow to pull him in out of the elements.
He feels so much realer than anything else. She hadn’t thought that it didn’t until this moment.