Luci
It was a very long and quiet trip home for her. She sat in the car and just stared out the window. They stopped for food and her mother brought her a pair of jeans and shoes from her suitcase and she pulled them on before getting out of the car. Ignoring the comment from Orien about her needing to change out of that shirt she was wearing.
She was not going to change out of it, it was soft and comfortable and fell like a dress on her, and she liked that she could smell Jack. It brought her a little bit of comfort, and she knew it was his actual shirt; that comment about collecting it when he came to Nightfall, and the smile on his face when she told him it would be in her room said it all.
It wasn’t just anyone’s dress shirt, it was actually his. Luci didn’t know if he just wanted
