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“Incoming…”
The yelp is rewarded by warm arms looping around her waist, pulling her upright when she slips a little more on attempting to stop. Hollis’ smile is soft as she tucks hair from the other woman’s eyes.
“You good?”
“Yeah I just…. Ice…”
Abigail sighs.
“Ice and me… don’t get on.”
“I can tell. Hollis… Hollis Mann.”
“Abigail… Abi… Abi Borin.”
“Well, it’s nice to meet you Abi.”
A pause then.
“Mind if I walk with you?”
A small laugh, a shake of her head and Abi’s smile is soft.
“I’d like that actually, maybe you can spare me breaking an ankle.”
Winter walks had long been part of both women’s lives but this, here and now, was new and better.