Fifty Word Fantasy Serial: Ice and Ash, 28

“Uncle—”

“I’m sorry,” Cryton said, head bowed as she eyed flexing fingers. “I’m not myself.”

“It’s alright,” Dru nodded. “And it’s the truth: I’d be all out of sorts too, if things were reversed.”

The girls exchanged honest, somber gazes. Then Cryton’s stomach growled, and honest grins disarmed the moment.

 

 

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