Now, it all came rushing back to her with the feeling of free-fall.
“It was over a decade ago,” she said to Dakota as they entered the second drugstore and found the exact same display in the exact same space. This was all bottles, rather than the cans she’d had in the hospital, and they’d sought out another grocery store to hopefully find something different. “I shouldn’t be this affected by something so trivial. But…it’s always been right here. How did I not see this before?”
“That’s how things happen sometimes. Do you want this kind?” she asked, gesturing to the chocolate, vanilla, and strawberry options.
Felicity made a face. Something wasn’t working, something didn’t fit. “I don’t think so. These…they don’t look—”
“It’s okay. Take some time. Let’s look around, and I’ll tell you ab
