There's a play of emotions on Blue's face and I'm not perceptive enough to name all of them but I change the grasp of my hand and squeeze Blue's. I don't know what it is that I want but I know that she's part of it and I want her to know that, in some small way, before I let go of her hand. I'm gone only long enough to slip away and get some clothes, loose workout pants and a long-sleeved shirt, for Blue to put on.

"I can make tea while you get dressed. Is there any kind you want?"

A stray piece of Blue's hair is loose. I tuck it behind her ear now.