I felt her in the doorway; long shadow spilling into the closet.
“Roman,” I breathed.
She sunk down next to me and I handed her the coin. It glinted in her palm, finger pressed to the plastic case.
“My name is Roman,” I said.
She looked at me, wide-eyed. “You remember?”
“My name. I saw it and I knew.”
She traced the case with her thumbnail. “Roman.” Her lips curled into a smile. ”I like it. It’s…”
She looked at me. “It’s strong.”
Strong. Am I strong?
“Anything else?” she asked.
I shook my head. “No, not yet, and I’ve looked through everything in this house.”
She slipped the coin back into the box and rose to her feet. “Then maybe we should start looking somewhere else.”
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