Family, Eleanor thought, was not the people you chose. It was the people you couldn’t stop being related to, no matter how hard you tried. And the only way through the inheritance of shadows was to sit together in the dark, and listen.
“I’m Eleanor,” she said. “I’m sorry we’re meeting like this.”
“I’ll catch the next train,” Eleanor said.
Family, Eleanor thought, was not the people you chose. It was the people you couldn’t stop being related to, no matter how hard you tried. And the only way through the inheritance of shadows was to sit together in the dark, and listen.
“I’m Eleanor,” she said. “I’m sorry we’re meeting like this.”
“I’ll catch the next train,” Eleanor said.