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She shrugs. “What difference does it make if I am? I can’t keep you here.”
“That’s not what I asked you.”
She sighs, throwing her head back as she does. She looks up at the darkening sky and her eyes narrow. “I am upset,” she says. “I thought you were going to be able to save him, but…I don’t know. Luke made it seem like you were going to try to do something else, anything else. And now you’re…you’re here, and you’re talking about leaving, and you’re not. You’re not going to help him.”
“We’re not going to help him right now, Trine,” I say. “There’s nothing we can do if he’s dead.”
“But what can you do if you’re not even around him? I don’t think you can’t exorcise him over the internet. Can you?”
I shake my head, holding back a smile. She’s being sardonic, but there’s something else there. A real, genuine sadness. I want to wrap my arms around her and tell her everything’s going to be okay, but I don’t, mostly because it won’t. And the last thing I want to do is lie to her.
“We’ll miss you too,” I say. “You can come visit.”
She laughs, no humor in her voice. “I’m going to miss the sex, but this isn’t about that.”
“Thanks,” I say. “One time doesn’t feel like enough.”
She looks up at me, and she looks like she’s about to cry. “It’s notjustabout that.”
“Oh?”
“There’s…something weird is happening to me. I thought you might be able to give me answers, but that’s not your responsibility,” she says. “I guess I just need to figure this out in therapy.”
“Something weird?”
She swallows, her gaze darting away from me. “It’s nothing. Just dreams. Bad sleep. I told you about this,” she says. “It’s nothing you can help. I just need to figure it out in therapy. And, you know, there’s the whole being able to see things before they happen. But maybe that’s just a fluke. It’s only happened once or twice.”
I take a step toward her. She smells like salt and coconut. But, at the time, we were focusing on Tom. I didn’t really know how much distress this was causing her.
I didn’t realize what it could mean, and fear grips me as I think about it. I also feel stupid and guilty all at once. We should’ve known.Ishould’ve known.
“Tell me about the dreams,” I say, my heart pounding. I’m trying my best to keep my tone even, but it’s difficult. She’s dismissing this as nothing, but…fuck. It could be a sign.
“Not much to tell. Sleep paralysis. Sometimes the sexy kind, sometimes the spooky kind, sometimes…both?” she says, shuddering. “Like I said, I need to work through it in therapy. Not through an exorcism.”
I shake my head. “Trine,” I say. I stand in front of her and put my hands on her shoulders, tilting my head down so I can look into her eyes. I’m still fighting to keep my tone even, though I’m finding it difficult as she looks at me with those big brown eyes of hers. “I don’t want to alarm you, but I think you might be in danger.”
