Then Eleanor called. Her voice, once so crisp, sounded thin. "The scarecrow fell down," she said. "And I can't… I can't fix it myself anymore."
Leo looked up at her. "What word?"
Jun sent a GIF of a dancing cat.
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She stood up slowly, wiping her hands on her apron. Her eyes traveled from his short-cropped hair to his jaw, to the shape of him under the men's plaid shirt he'd bought at a thrift store on Halsted Street. Then Eleanor called