Lita and Diarmid were walking around the casino, her arm tucked into his elbow when they came across Jesse and Torben. Her tummy was in knots as she fought to keep her mind in order. She noted the way Jesse came straight at her and knew Clara, as the future Artemis, had gone straight to Artemis, Psych-One and Juno the minute she’d left her room. She felt on edge. She wanted to keep Diarmid safe. Why couldn’t they understand. They shared a diagnosis. She knew what constant stress would do to him.
She cut Jesse off at the quick and spoke first. “Hey Jesse, are you guys going to sing tonight?”
“Nope!”
“Yes!” Torben’s deep voice was serious.
They spoke over each other earning giggles from Lita.
“No,” Jesse glared at her fiancé, “we aren’t. He treats singing like a job. I have enough job
