“She felt their time together shrinking at an alarming rate. A few days in this room on this barge, and then they would go their separate ways, and she would have to face her mess of a life, and figure out what to do next. But mostly, she would miss him. A chill rolled over her not, not from the wet weather outside, but from a panic that made her stomach hurt. She pasted on a smile, which she realize was wasted on him.”
