[ « Does he recongize me? You? You're reaching out to him, aren't you? »
Her guide shifts again.
Jesse moves her weight from one foot to the other.
« Come on. Come on. Turn and look at me. It's me, Alan. Jesse. YOU reached out to me. Every single time you have, I've answered. Turn around. Should I try another way? »
Jesse swallows again. That urge to run up and throw her arms around him strikes again. She's not the young woman anymore. She's the Director. People need her to be in charge of her emotions. Clear headed.
« But, it's Alan. He's home. Finally... »
Polaris reaches out to the Writer. A gentle and familiar sound. ]
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Her guide shifts again.
Jesse moves her weight from one foot to the other.
« Come on. Come on. Turn and look at me. It's me, Alan. Jesse. YOU reached out to me. Every single time you have, I've answered. Turn around. Should I try another way? »
Jesse swallows again. That urge to run up and throw her arms around him strikes again. She's not the young woman anymore. She's the Director. People need her to be in charge of her emotions. Clear headed.
« But, it's Alan. He's home. Finally... »
Polaris reaches out to the Writer. A gentle and familiar sound. ]
Hi, Alan.