Synopsis

A tremor ran through him, a chilling echo of the encounter. He straightened, attempting a semblance of composure before Minnie. It was a delicate dance, this recovery of dignity after being utterly undone. He offered a smile, perhaps a little too wide, hoping it conveyed a lightness he didn't quite feel. The words came a little breathless, a slight tremor in his voice betraying the lingering fear. He hoped she wouldn’t notice. He had to appear…normal. He had to.