"Oh..." she said, concerned. "Are you okay?"

"I'll show you okay!" Mag huffed, mute to Linao's ears. "You better be glad you can't see me, I'd--"

Dominick grabbed her, choking off whatever threat she was in the process of making. He stuffed her into his pocket and replied to Linao. "Uh, yeah, it's fine. Did... you come all the way back here to ask me about my leg?"

Linao sighed. "Well... no..." She hesitated, still unable to find the right words.

"Lin. Whatever it is, you can tell me. Is it your parents again? Are they fighting?"

"No. Well, I mean yes they are, but that's not what I wanted to talk about..."

"Then what is it? What's wrong?" Dom wished he could steal the pain in her eyes.

"... Promise you won't think I'm crazy?"

"Of course." After the day I had, I'd believe anything.

"It's just that... Well... Dom, do you believe in karma?"

"...I guess so." He didn't see where this was going. "Yeah, sure I do. Why?"

"I just... I have this feeling..." She leaned towards him slightly, still clutching the pillow. "Have you ever had a feeling that something horrible was going to happen? And someone was telling you that you could prevent it, but to prevent it, you'd have to do something horrible yourself?"

"That's not much of a choice..." Dom said, repeating her earlier thoughts exactly.

summary written by Cherie

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