Seth gently places his hands on either side of my face. “Molly, are you OK?” I finally hear him speaking to me and I just slowly shake my head. “OK, let’s go home. Do you want me to carry you?” and I just shake my head again, not trusting myself to speak, but I do stand and start to walk out. Seth goes to grab my arm but I just continue walking with my arms crossed, almost hugging myself, as I make my way back to the pack house quickly. He doesn’t say anything else, just follows me closely, stepping in front of me to open the door for me. I can see concern on his face as he does, but I can’t bring myself to say anything yet and just continue on, down the stairs and into the safety and comfort of my home.
Seth follows me in, quietly closing the door behind us as I walk to my couch,
