Date: 2006-12-31 03:05 am (UTC)
She looks okay, physically. Better, actually, than when I last saw her. But I don't like the vacant expression. Not one little bit.

My focus is all on Miho. So much so that I barely hear the whore. And most of Mary Anne's words melt into the pitter-patter of the rain about us.

There's a cold dead weight brushing at my thigh. It takes a good few seconds before I register it as my gun.


"Sweetness. It's me. Goldy. We came to see you."

I take a step towards her.
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