“The sound,” she said. “That lub-dub thing. It won’t let me sleep.”
Lub-dub. Lub-dub.
Lub-dub. You are here. Lub-dub. You are loved. Lub-dub. Rest now. lub dub sounds of the heart
And for the first time in weeks, Elara closed her eyes and let the quiet music of her own heart sing her to sleep. “The sound,” she said
Lub-dub. Lub-dub.
A soft, rhythmic thumping that seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere at once. Elara would pull the blanket over her head, but the sound followed her. “It’s a monster hiding in my pillow,” she whispered to her stuffed rabbit, Barnaby. “A quiet monster with a two-beat heart.” lub dub sounds of the heart