"You tripped over Wessex," Isla repeats, a smile very much audible in her voice. "I can see how that might cause quite a nasty break, yes. I'm glad you're feeling better. Or at least, I didn't notice you limping when we were walking around." Only there's no real time for small-talk any more - not the kind that revolves around places outside of the operating room, anyway, and Isla is consumed by what she sees. Isla the flesh is weak |
a little place called trust
Isla |
the Remedy
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