On the Edge
“She let them fall unchecked. Grace’s voice was soft, but strong, stronger than it had been for months.
It had been so long since she’d heard her sister’s voice. Everything around her faded, the sounds of traffic, Veronica sitting at her desk, trying not to watch, but unable to look away. Every cell in Addison focused on Grace, on the tenuous connection between them.
“Grace. I can’t believe it’s you. How are you?” The question was woefully inadequate. But she was afraid to ask what she really wanted to know, as if too many questions would break the connection between them, as if her emotions were enough to disconnect the call.
“I’m going to be okay, Addison. I’m home. Daniel brought me here.” There was a burst of static and Addison clutched the phone, willing the connection to come back.
“Addison?”
“I’m here.” She closed her eyes, focusing on Grace’s voice.
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