Kate Warner (
justdidntseeit) wrote2009-03-02 11:27 pm
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[ "i believe i have met your sister, kate." ]Marie's been in the bar.
Kate all but stumbles inside the kitchen, gripping the back of one of the wooden chairs with her free hand as soon as the door closes behind her.
(She didn't want to show any more weakness than she already had as she left Milliways and Ramon's cruel smile.)
Knuckles bloodless around the smooth curve of oak, she can't stop the shuddering breaths that burn in her lungs and catch in her throat.
don't cry don't cry don't cry, Bill doesn't need this, not now
But her stomach's on fire and the walls are underwater; sinking into the chair, she squeezes shut her eyes. The ice pack is on the table in front of her, forgotten.