On the kitchen bar, when Tobias flies back through the wide open balcony doors one morning, is a note.

I'm okay. Don't worry. I might be gone for a little while but I'm coming back.

Trust me. I love you.
Words are scratched out with an X - then scratched out even further, darkened to nothing by the pen ( Read more... )

The door to room 2754 slams.

A minute or so later, it opens again.

A few seconds and it slams again.

Just to make a point.

But it's open when the other person who lives there finds his way.

Sometimes a routine is a useful thing.  When it's broken in the slightest way, it's obvious.  Noticeable.  There's no way to miss it and let the change go by, possibly to the detriment of others ( Read more... )

They don't talk unless absolutely necessary ( Read more... )

Despite what she'd said, they don't exchange a single word in the air. That they're in it is enough, together is more, is everything. There's no need to ruin it - the dream, the hallucination - with anything resembling reality.

Which is all Milliways does, anyway. Resemble reality ( Read more... )

Jo wants Christmas ( Read more... )

Ax is here, Jo is gone, Tobias isn't talking much - which isn't new, it's just more obvious because there's nothing to do. Even if he was talking much, it's not like Rachel has a lot of subjects in mind ( Read more... )