Re: Si's trailer: Amy M/Si M
[She knew he knew. She knew, just like she knew what he was doing, and, really, pretty much, they'd always been able to know things like that. Maybe it was spotlight-bright and obvious, or maybe it was more than that, and she did think about it sometimes. If she wasn't really, really Amy, then would that stuff still be there?, and it was like the bent-neck lady and the mornings where she couldn't move and couldn't wake up, and it was all a jumble. Lately, she was all a jumble. But jumble wasn't the right word for here, now, today, and she watched him on the couch, and she watched him with the phone, and she watched him take the swig from the green bottle that felt like it was pressed to his mouth for a really, really long time. And she was about to move, she was, and then he did. Up and move and arms out, and she didn't hesitate even a little before stepping into the offered embrace. A laugh that tasted nervous, and her arms beneath his, and her fingers clutching up at the back of his shirt between his shoulders.]