Yorick

“You’ve been awfully quiet today,” I say to Cyra. She’s been in her own world of thoughts since our call this morning. In class, I had to nudge her several times to help her stay focused and now that classes are done for the day, she’s back to being in her own head. What I wouldn’t give to have my mark on her neck so I could follow along with whatever she’s thinking.

Okay, I just want my mark on her neck, but it would definitely help right now.

Cyra looks at me and smiles. ...