Mira thinks of the honey. The diagram. The forty-seven minutes he spent staring at his phone before choosing to say yes instead of prove it .
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Mira had left the lid off. Elias found it on the counter, a thin amber crust hardening around the rim. “It’s a small thing,” he says, placing it between them like evidence. “But it’s never just the small thing, is it?” Mira thinks of the honey