*Circe*

Circe felt a strange gnawing in her gut. She knew what she felt, and she could tell from his face that the man with Mae felt it too. All she wanted was to go back out and look at him, talk to him. She felt frightened and confused. She realized she had made a mistake; she collapsed back down on the window sill and tried to breathe.

“Circe, what’s wrong with you? What are you doing?” Henry asked, turning to look at her. For the first ...