She suddenly felt exhausted. She went to bed early and awoke at five the next morning. She went through the familiar motions: getting ready for work, jumping on the subway, getting off at Wall Street, and walking into her office. She hung up her coat and pulled out her chair, turning on her computer. She had hundreds of emails to sift through.
Maggie got through her first day reading emails. As she headed home on the subway, she started to dread heading back to the apartment. She startled herself: when had it become “the” apartment instead of “their” apartment? Instead of “her” apartment? She wasn’t even sure why she had noticed the change in grammar. She pushed the thought aside.
She found herself going to work early and leaving late. She also found herself staring into space frequently. Her heart just wasn’t in it anymore, and she was having a difficult time concentrating. After a couple of weeks, she asked for an extended leave. She was going back to Scotland, just for a while. She needed to re-ground herself. She wanted to feel connected again. She called her parents, then she called Callum, and then she called Dougal. She packed a small suitcase and tucked the amulet in the corner.
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