From bcc7386cd38d8299e76dbd7fa7fe80e614191998 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Madison Scott-Clary Date: Wed, 24 Jan 2024 11:37:59 -0800 Subject: [PATCH] Edits for hardcover --- content/read/056.md | 2 +- 1 file changed, 1 insertion(+), 1 deletion(-) diff --git a/content/read/056.md b/content/read/056.md index 05c34ad..4928fe0 100644 --- a/content/read/056.md +++ b/content/read/056.md @@ -26,7 +26,7 @@ Sasha's own voice creaked as she went on. "But, even as the madness worked its a She raised a glass. "To Cicero." -The crowd echoed, intent, shaky but one hundred percent present in the moment. "To Cicero" +The crowd echoed, intent, shaky but one hundred percent present in the moment. "To Cicero." The rest of the evening was quiet, subdued. Sasha and AwDae sat with Debarre, each to one side. They supported the weasel as he cried. Cried over his twice lost partner, cried over the cruel vagaries of family which had kept him from attending the day's first funeral. They supported him with silence and listening.