“I’ll get you a blanket after I’m done.” I whispered to the emerald eyes peering embarrassedly from the stalks. “Who are you, really?” I asked, unable to keep myself from staring up at him with puppy-eyes. Mom xxx I’d been so used to living in Justina’s body, that I’d forgotten I was basically nothing at all. Her golden irises gleamed from their purple orbs as her lush lips found the dripping petals of my love. Why didn’t I think of that before?”
“How the hell…” I said, peering into the familiar eyes set in the face of another woman, “what did you do?”
“It was you, actually,” Justina said, her eyes returning to violet, “you subconsciously created a connection between your sister and myself.”
“Can she leave?” I asked. The sun was setting behind the desert hills to my west, casting long shadows across the golden dunes and plateaus.
