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babyjosephine8 January 2008. An update of the original reunion from last year.
Alice was undecided. Undecided and, as it was developing into over the course of the week, uncomfortable.
So she was sitting by the window and staring at a cup of milky tea. Her stomach was in too many knots to appreciate the smell or even the sight of it, but she was hungry in a sick sort of way—she hadn’t eaten today, and barely touched supper the night before. As the week wore on, and the undecided and uncomfortable swelled and swelled and swelled, she was quickly and efficiently being robbed of her ability to ignore them.
And that reason alone was what brought her to her feet.
She dumped out the cup and turned the kettle upside down in the sink, casting occasional glances over her shoulder, as though she was being watched.
( This whole week she had felt similarly. )
Alice was undecided. Undecided and, as it was developing into over the course of the week, uncomfortable.
So she was sitting by the window and staring at a cup of milky tea. Her stomach was in too many knots to appreciate the smell or even the sight of it, but she was hungry in a sick sort of way—she hadn’t eaten today, and barely touched supper the night before. As the week wore on, and the undecided and uncomfortable swelled and swelled and swelled, she was quickly and efficiently being robbed of her ability to ignore them.
And that reason alone was what brought her to her feet.
She dumped out the cup and turned the kettle upside down in the sink, casting occasional glances over her shoulder, as though she was being watched.
( This whole week she had felt similarly. )
