Harry says he still misses you. I still miss him, she answers. I’ve seen everyone but you, so far. I’m worried you sustained a construction injury & you’re hiding it from me. I roll my shoulders, self-conscious. I didn’t sustain an injury. I’m a scientist & three-quarters lawyer. I need proof. “Dammit,” I mumble, raking a hand through my hair. But as much as I’m self-conscious, I’m also a tiny bit pleased she’s demanding a selfie. Sighing, I flip the phone’s camera, eyes narrowed a little against the sun.
