She knew that song. She knew that song! What sort of day was this? First one daughter, and then the next? The doors to her apartment, which was part of the club, parted. Ands he made a strangled noise as she covered her mouth. Norse had been what had been flowing out of her mouth for the past hour, it was easy to remain in that mind set.
"Astrid? Is it really you?" Bryn dared to speak louder than a whisper, her voice did crack.