This might be new information for Dick Dickerson. At the very least, it’s old information considered from a newer, much more attractive perspective. He follows the paper she fetches as if he expects it’s part of the equation. A Clue.
He already has the material components. They’re in his room. He could go and get them now. His posture shifts only to settle before he can stand, snared and anchored by fresh unease -- the kind of permeating wrongness that creeps into a dream even before it unfolds into a nightmare.
“You should be angrier with me.”
It’s not really an accusation. Just thought to speech, cumbersome to her planning effort.
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Date: 2021-03-03 06:38 am (UTC)He already has the material components. They’re in his room. He could go and get them now. His posture shifts only to settle before he can stand, snared and anchored by fresh unease -- the kind of permeating wrongness that creeps into a dream even before it unfolds into a nightmare.
“You should be angrier with me.”
It’s not really an accusation. Just thought to speech, cumbersome to her planning effort.