He does a slow count to thirty, and when the cabin gently tilts as the plane banks, Emma’s head settles onto his shoulder. Her breathing is deep and even, but she makes little twitches that he can feel through his suit jacket. Travis finds his own breathing coming in low and quiet. He doesn’t want to wake her. He trains his gaze resolutely forward for as long as he can, before an undefined urge gets the better of him, and he looks down. This is the third time Travis has seen Emma in repose. Her skin is very pale, and her cheek looks soft. The main thing he notices is that Emma doesn’t sleep
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