“Edith. I must ask you something.” How was it that I’d tamed a giant winged dragon in the moonlight and only now my heart began to kick up a fuss? “Yes?” I seemed to be saying yes a great deal in this conversation. Perhaps I might go on saying yes, whatever the next question was—a leap into the dark that felt oddly appealing at this moment. “Edith, can you be happy leaving it here?” It was nothing like what I’d thought he might ask. “Simon, anyone would think you wanted me to stay!” I laughed, and then the laugh died. “Do you?” My voice came out oddly. Had he only now realised that growing
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