I laugh and look over at Nadine. Two Nadines, I think. "This is the best day of my life," I tell her. She looks at me, concerned, tugging her tunic down, and her gaze flicks to my brow. "Thrand? Your head…" "S'fine," I reassure her as she doubles again. Four—then eight Nadines. This strikes me as the greatest gift ever before everything goes black and I collapse in the arms of a million Nadines.
