Long, slender fingers danced across the keyboard. After a moment, he handed her the phone.

"Give it a try. This ring can speak too."

Jessica glanced at the screen. It was the same app Herbert had helped her download that night.

She froze, caught off guard.

Timothy pressed the phone into her hand, then bent down to gather up the fabric

on the table, stuffing it into his suitcase.

She stood abruptly and placed her hand firmly over his, stopping him.

With careful, practiced gestures, she signed, *I'm not going back.*

Timothy's face darkened at once, a flash of anger in his eyes. "I came all this way

to bring you home myself. What more do you want?"

The words had barely left his lips when his phone rang.

of his suit pocket, he saw Sheila's name

answered immediately.

Sheila's attending physician. Am I speaking to Timothy?"

knitted together. "What happened to

lot of blood. The last unit you arranged wasn't enough. Could you please send over another bag

care of it right

another number as he strode for the door. Moments later, the door closed behind him, shutting

click of the door jarred Jessica from her thoughts. She

in the velvet box Timothy had left

her lips. How

almost convinced herself that he bought her the voice-emitting ring

her head, pulling the fabric from the suitcase and hunching over

***

delivered as he sped through the city. By the time he reached the hospital, Sheila was already out of

sat beside her, immediately reaching for her hand, his voice

the bathroom and slipped. Timothy, I'm so useless. I keep

brimmed

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