she asked. “It’s the day after we left our hut,” Alec told her. He unwrapped his arms from around her and showed her the view of miles of beach that were welcoming an unending series of white waves. His heart was still racing and his mind remained focused on the horror of the scene they had left. “You’re right, it is home,” she said. She stared out over the ocean for a long minute in silence. “You frightened me back there,” she said quietly. “I was afraid you would do something that you would regret later. I’m glad you didn’t kill him; I know it would have been easy for you, but doing it like that, in cold blood, that would have made you a different person.” “Seeing them ready to harm you, that’s what made me a different person, Jess,” Alec said. He also stared out at the ocean. “You did something to him at the end, didn’t you?” she asked, placing an arm around his waist, conscious of the intimacy of the nickname he had used, and also aware that he was ignorant of the restrictions in Michian that limited the use of such names only to husbands and wives.
What do You think about Preserving The Ingenairii?
