After a short planning session, Wil left to talk to Felix and the Kindred. Ben took Matilda aside and had a private chat with her. He was so embarrassed, that he stuttered like a child over his request.
“Please, Matilda, if there’s any way, can we get a message to Emmelia? Not a long one, just Merry Christmas or, or something like that?”
Matilda eyed him speculatively. “How about, I love you?”
He blushed, digging his toe into the carpet. “Yeah, I like the sound of that better.” He called for a tube and left without saying goodbye.
© 2017 Dellani Oakes
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