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“I take it you recognise this person?”
Paskia took her gaze from the image of Brodie and looked up at Fatina, nodding slowly. Fatina sat back, waiting. Paskia wasn’t sure where she could start.
“That is Brodie. He is—was—an old friend, back in Ross Dome. I have many pleasant memories associated with him. I believe we meant a great deal to one another.”
The memories, and all those feelings, swirled around. As Paskia alighted on one, another would nudge her, and she would be off, down another recollection. She could feel his touch, sense his presence, and hear his soft voice. She was sitting with him, then they were walking, and then lying in each other’s arms. They were alone, then with others.
Fatina was waiting, and Paskia breathed deeply, struggling to focus on a sing
