"Do you really think it will be okay if we come back with you?" Nedra bit her lip, glancing back at Seth, Zagan, and Graeme who were talking amongst themselves.
August followed her gaze, watching the males speaking. Graeme appeared to no longer have the coiled rage and resentment under the surface of his expression. The fight with Daegel seemed to have instigated a necessary release of whatever dark feelings he was harboring about the past.
What Graeme had gone through when he lost his parents and stood by as the alyko were blamed and apparently killed… that was not easy to get over. August felt like she had taken those blockages from around his heart more than once. But just as with the trauma that she had gone through in the past, these were difficult things that remained like shadows, looming large under the right light. Reappearing under the right circumstances. Haunting in their stubborn reoccurrence.
