Chapter 7

Eira refused to wear the locket for a while.
That surprised me.
I assumed she would cling harder.
Instead she placed it inside the blue box.
“Why?”
“Don’t want Ainsley take.”
“She won’t.”
Eira looked at me.
“How know?”
There it was.
Trust.
Not Ainsley’s.
Mine.
I had failed to notice things disappearing.
Why should Eira trust my promise that nothing else would?
I changed the answer.
“You can keep it wherever you want.”
She chose a drawer beside her bed.
Then moved it again the next day.
May you like
Fine.
Control returned through small choices.