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The Simplest of Answers
"So—" she started softly, and watched his hand fist in the blue violet duvet.
There was a long moment of silence between them before spoke huskily, "I apologize, I didn't want you to find out this way."
Elaine scrambled down the length of the bed to sit next to him and wrap her arm around his shoulders.
"What exactly have I found out? I'm rather overwhelmed and muddled at the moment," she murmured, pressing close to him.
"I suppose the simplest answer is that I am not ordinary as you would count normal and there are others like me."
Blue Violet, #58