Her Blood, His Madness
te scratches on the wall, the full weight of Cassie's calculat
Now
rom my lungs. My
tilted and
ct of the outbuilding's
or of it all was too much to
n a hospita
iseptic was sick
chair by the window, h
in, his face k
psed from severe emotional distress and
sorry. The cause of death was hypotherm
worked her nearly to death b
And Ms. Vance... the stress... I'm
my stomach. Fl
Declan's chil
owell in for a check-up yesterday. She insisted. Very anxious about her own
h death and suffering, was frag
t the doctor's mention of Cass
old emptiness had settled
a was gone. The new
t to tie me to this p
Matilda earlier solidified
Complete
re, but self-preservation. I had to
me, her formidable
ke rash decisions in your grief. That child... it w
r my hand, but
. Your plasma... It's the only thing. And perhaps... perhaps this child could
, of obligation, around me again. Using Gr
y, pricked through my numbness. A fresh wave of gri
tears. She mis
a breakthrough. "You feel it too. There's still a connection. I
r eyes, ready to broker another dea
presumably t
my hospital room phon
k to my friend Sarah back home, vibrated. It
voice, raw with
"make him understand." He was
at you've done? Killing my son, cursing my
barrage of base
clan, not a witch!" I m
ssie told me! She felt the evil, t
hinged, utterly cons
ch a great healer, why didn't you save Liam? Why didn't you sav
kery wa
fted, becoming cru
ffin, is also unwell, stressed by all this. Go to the pet store. Get Muffin the special organic lamb treats. The ones from New
thing. While I was still in a hospital bed, mourning my son, my grandmother,
early expectin
No flicker of remorse. Only Cas
ut the child *we* had lost. It was as if it, and I,
e. He was lost. And I needed to
pinged on my ph
ydrating face mist she likes, the one with rosewater and unicorn tears, or whatever damn fa
age of the spe
ting knife. He wasn't just indifferent
his time from C
of face mist, not the travel size. Declan is so forgetful with details. And be
instructions, layered on top of De