Early evening in the living room - Rey + Hugh
"Of course." Rey patted the sofa next to her to emphasise the invitation. "How are you doing? Looking forward to the new year?" She was smiling and her tone carried the excitement that she was clearly feeling. While she had no romantic interests or job prospects to look forward to for the new year, it was the first since her uncle had passed, and her first in Repose, and she was finally beginning to shake some of her own grief over everything that had happened to her. The past was not dead--she had not let it die--but the present was beginning to mean more to her again.
And the future was less a source of dread than a potentially happy unknown.