Oh, yes, that's true. [If he isn't looking, he'll miss the few seconds of bright, genuine smile. Magic can't make people, indeed.] At least, that's what I believe is true.
[It's his turn, now. She wants to reach for him, for his hand or his arm or something comforting, but she doesn't. Instead, she looks back at Billy's windowsill visitor, content with friendly silence.]
[17th]
[It's his turn, now. She wants to reach for him, for his hand or his arm or something comforting, but she doesn't. Instead, she looks back at Billy's windowsill visitor, content with friendly silence.]