Josie Packard's eyes are closed, as though she's listening to something.
The music continues; the tiny man is no longer dancing. Instead, he and Gerrard look at each other, heads tilted, and slowly they reach out to touch each other: Gerrard with his palm on the tiny man's head, and the man on Gerrard's shoulder. The one with no arm.
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Laura's smile is hesitant, radiant.
"cOmE hOMe, sAraH." He holds out a hand.
Josie Packard's eyes are closed, as though she's listening to something.
The music continues; the tiny man is no longer dancing. Instead, he and Gerrard look at each other, heads tilted, and slowly they reach out to touch each other: Gerrard with his palm on the tiny man's head, and the man on Gerrard's shoulder. The one with no arm.
"oNe aND thE sAmE," they say, simultaneously.