[ A few days after things return to (relative) normal, an envelope finds its way to Gwen's door, containing a piece of pale blue card stock upon which has been written, in Amy's neat, looping hand: ]
To my little sister,
I've had some time on my hands, recently — time enough to wonder if I'd have been as brave, in your shoes, at your age, as you were the world turned itself upside down. And the answer I came to is that I'm not sure. I guess you've had a little more experience with the strange and supernatural, based on what you've told me about your New York, but this place is still so wild by comparison. What I mean to say is that I'm grateful to know you, and that I hope you know you can rely on me. Neither of us has to go this alone.
✉️ delivery.