She can see the tension in Harrow's shoulders, resists the urge to reach
out and touch her because she knows better. She shoves her hands into her
pockets and walks her customary step behind her.
"What about there," she says, finally. "Under the trees."
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Date: 2021-09-05 06:18 pm (UTC)She can see the tension in Harrow's shoulders, resists the urge to reach out and touch her because she knows better. She shoves her hands into her pockets and walks her customary step behind her.
"What about there," she says, finally. "Under the trees."