you are smart to keep the gifts St. Clair gave you. they came in handy, didn't they?
I could see what will happen in the future, so I simply kept them because I knew this man would someday be my husband, and that someday he would ask to see them again. He cried when I brought out the (worthless) trinkets. They did not ‘come in handy’ because I was a tiger ghost that loved him the only way a ghost knows how to love. Arms that encircled but did not touch. No hunger. No fullness.













