Starts to help Victoria get dressed

In her closet, there was a bulkier black sweater with a deep groove to the fabric and a hood built in. It had been my first choice to wear, but I'd wanted to make a point with the abandoned birthday present.

I reached out, and on impulse, activated my forcefield.

The Wretch struck the doorframe of the closet. It was loud, considering the otherwise quiet morning.

"Vic!?" Crystal called out.

"It's fine!" I called back.

Focus, I thought. Focus without focusing, calm.

We pulled the sweater from the hanger, lifted it up…

And I caught it, as I dismissed the forcefield.

- Sundown 17.1