Sierra’s POVI wheeled my cart down the bright aisles of a shopping cart, the fluorescent lights buzzing faintly above me. The distant taste of air conditioning interrupted by the clatter of customers was in some way reassuring. This was also rare, but Luca went inside with me. Usually, he’d invent some excuse to wait in the car, absorbed in his phone or sketchpad.I looked back to find him lounging against the counter near the entrance, scrolling through whatever was on his phone. His appearance, while unusual, was comforting. It was difficult a few days ago, and any indication he was interested in staying close was a modest victory.“Stay where I can see you,” I said lightly, although I knew he wouldn’t wander far. As I walked down the aisles, I selected items with care, plucking fresh vegetables, a carton of milk, and a loaf of bread. I thought of dinner, there was a thick stew, maybe, something that would have enticed Jordan to the table, both physically and emotionally.As I r
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