Re: The Shop Stalls/Friday/Morgan and Simon
"Mastercard..." Morgan snickered. "Deal with it."
The lights bounced off of the snow and reflected back in Simon's eyes. If he didn't think to hard about it, Morgan would swear he was home.
"Some days I miss it a lot, others not so much. Time passes differently there. You can go for a day and it feels like years, or the other way around. It's easy to forget about the mortal realm."
Some times there hadn't been much to lure him back, but now...
"I should go back. We're supposed to, to keep up our strength, but I just haven't found the time."