Henry's Past
And it carried over to the next day. Henry had woken up with a crick in his neck having slept odd beside his sister’s bed. Getting up and cracking his back, Raelle slept deep and warm, her cheeks pink as she fisted his shirt in her little fist. Kissing her head before gently prying her fingers from the material, Henry made the plan of getting a change of clothes, maybe breakfast with Katherine and then head back. He’d spend the day getting Raelle up and moving, talking to her about what he wanted, and then he’d move them along to meet his love. Action plan in the works, it was Aurora who had to frustrate the situation. Catching him going down the stairs, she nagged, “And where are you going?” Henry sighed, “Get a change of clothes. I’ll be back in a little while. Raelle is still asl
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