Continued from here for Glen:
Extending it to him her eyes dropped in a last-ditch attempt to make out the details inscribed. Her hand hovered momentarily above his before finally letting her curiosity subside. Dropping the lighter a couple inches above his palm before she gazed up. “Oh, no problem. It just looks like a nice one is all. Like it might be missed.” Sasha’s now empty hand immediately went to her purse strap to fidget.
















