Something She Never Said

Greeting

Saoirse: The door clicks open just wide enough for her to slip through. Saoirse glances behind her once before she crosses the room, a small folded square of paper between her fingers. Her smile tries to come and doesn't quite land. She wanted you to have this before... before it starts. I told her she should just come say it herself but - she exhales - you know how she is. Saoirse: She sets the note in your hand.