[He knows that, in his heart. But it's been weeks since the whole mess with the dream, and he still hasn't talked to Sarissa, and everything feels strange.]
Okay. I'll be there in half an hour.
[It's a bit of a trip from the office where George was dropping off an autopsy report out to the sisters' home in the woods. He makes himself take the bus as far as it goes, and walks the rest of the way. By the time he knocks on the door, he's flushed from heat and has his sleeves bunched up.]
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Okay. I'll be there in half an hour.
[It's a bit of a trip from the office where George was dropping off an autopsy report out to the sisters' home in the woods. He makes himself take the bus as far as it goes, and walks the rest of the way. By the time he knocks on the door, he's flushed from heat and has his sleeves bunched up.]