[There's nothing she can do about the loss of the kids. His family isn't around, as far as she knows, and searching for them seems like it would cause more hurt. They'll come back-they promised. Especially for Tim, who even now wishes they were real.
She stops her incessant tapping, slowly wrapping her fingers around his hand instead. She'll let him pull away, if he wants. He doesn't usually like to do this but-
She's hoping he might feel it. That she's real because this disease plays tricks on the mind and she can't watch him succumb to it again.]
I found my way back. That's what happened.
[In some roundabout way that she can't recall, she's sure that's what occurred.]
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She stops her incessant tapping, slowly wrapping her fingers around his hand instead. She'll let him pull away, if he wants. He doesn't usually like to do this but-
She's hoping he might feel it. That she's real because this disease plays tricks on the mind and she can't watch him succumb to it again.]
I found my way back. That's what happened.
[In some roundabout way that she can't recall, she's sure that's what occurred.]
You should go inside. I'll help you.