The Last Storyteller
“There they found an empty castle … Though far from Westmeath, I knew a castle. Within a few hours’ drive.
When Venetia woke the next morning, she sat up and grabbed her hair with both hands.
“Easy, easy,” I said.
“Oh, my God. Oh, my God.”
“You’re fine, you’re with me, I’m here.” The ironic voice in my head added, If that’s what you think of as “fine.”
Like a cat with quick paws, she ran her hands around her face. She made little whimpering sounds, scarcely audible. And then made hand-washing ge...stures. Don’t rub off your skin.
I knew these symptoms: habits of fear. This woman woke up every morning afraid. It would take me years to heal her. If I got the chance. I knew enough to understand that keeping her from returning to Jack Stirling, no matter how illogical that action would be, might be the battle I’d have to fight.
“There’s a place we can go,” I said.
“Well, we’ve stayed with the bear. And we met the wolf last night,” said Venetia. Good.MoreLess
When Venetia woke the next morning, she sat up and grabbed her hair with both hands.
“Easy, easy,” I said.
“Oh, my God. Oh, my God.”
“You’re fine, you’re with me, I’m here.” The ironic voice in my head added, If that’s what you think of as “fine.”
Like a cat with quick paws, she ran her hands around her face. She made little whimpering sounds, scarcely audible. And then made hand-washing ge...stures. Don’t rub off your skin.
I knew these symptoms: habits of fear. This woman woke up every morning afraid. It would take me years to heal her. If I got the chance. I knew enough to understand that keeping her from returning to Jack Stirling, no matter how illogical that action would be, might be the battle I’d have to fight.
“There’s a place we can go,” I said.
“Well, we’ve stayed with the bear. And we met the wolf last night,” said Venetia. Good.MoreLess
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