“I know. I’ve been thinking the same thing. Lyra seems completely unharmed. No injuries, no trauma that anyone can find. Eris thinks it’s supernatural,” I told him.
“Honestly? That doesn’t sound too crazy at this point,” Luke said, shaking his head slowly.
“I just need her to wake up,” I muttered, rubbing a hand down my face.
“She will,” he said with quiet confidence. “She probably just needs time to process… whatever that was. I’m sure she’ll be alright.”
“That’s what the doctor said too. I hope you don’t mind that I brought her here,” I added.
“I’d be offended if you hadn’t. Want a beer?” he asked.
“Yeah. Thanks.”
We headed into the kitchen together. I paused at the window, gazing out into the grey sheets of rain that still fell steadily from the sky. The village seemed empty—quie
