“Yeah,” I say softly, “I get that.”
I thought adjusting to life as a single personality would be an easy thing for Seri, considering she wasn’t really aware of Iris and Netti’s existence until the end. I figured it would be more difficult for me, but honestly, I find it easier. Seri is the one having the adjustment issues.
“It’s weird, isn’t it?” she says quietly. “I didn’t really know about them, but now I miss them. Does that make me crazy?”
“I don’t think so, but I might not be the right person to ask.” I give her hand a squeeze.
“Are you sure you’re okay with it?”
“I’m okay with you,” I tell her. “Whatever form you take, I’m fine with it.”
Seri smiles and leans over to put her head on my shoulder until I hit a chunk of ice, nearly giving her a concussion when the Jeep bounces. Seri rubs her head and sits up straight again.
“Sorry,” I say with a shrug. “How’s your shoulder?”
“It’s okay. How’s your leg?”
“Better.”
Inquiring about our injuries is all we have talked about regarding that night. She knows I buried the bones near the rocks on the side away from the cabin, and she helped me clear away the blood-covered snow, but we haven’t talked about it. Maybe that’s for the best, and maybe I should bring it up so it won’t always be in the back of our minds. Before I can say anything, Seri speaks.
“Is it really over?” she asks.
“It’s really over,” I say. “What are you going to do now?”
“What do you mean?”
“You don’t have to hide anymore,” I say with a shrug. “You don’t have to stay with me—I mean, if you don’t want to.”
“I do want to,” she says quietly.
“You want to live in a cabin without electricity, miles away from anyone else, in the freezing cold, with a recluse like me?”
“Yes,” she says with a smile, “I do.”
“Are you sure?”
“Bishop, I can’t imagine living anywhere else but in that cabin with you,” she says. “I don’t care about the cold, and I don’t mind living without electricity. Now, if the plumbing ever stops working, we’re going to have to talk.”
“Good.”
“I can get you other stuff,” I tell her. “I mean, I know you need more clothes, but I could get other things, too. Maybe a bigger tub for bathing? Or maybe, um…hell, I don’t know. Whatever you want.”
“Not necessary.” Seri leans over and places her hand on my shoulder. She presses her lips against my temple briefly before settling back into her seat.
As we get near the turnoff to my cabin, I hear Kirk’s voice coming from the radio.
“Bishop? You there?”
Slowing the Jeep to a halt, I grab the radio from the center console and hit the button.
“I’m here.”
“Dude!” Kirk lets out a long sigh. “You scared me when I didn’t hear back from you, and then you haven’t answered all day. I was about to drive up there myself!”
“Sorry,” I say. I glance over at Seri. “I left the radio in the barn.”
“Did that guy show up at your place?”