How Long (fiction of the Apocalypse)
Thursday, 5 June 2014 13:53![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
faeapoclive“And in Athens, Greece, missing persons cases and unsolved murders have gone up by nearly three hundred perfect in the last week alone. Authorities remain stumped, but they vow that they will solve each and every single case...”
Shahin turned off the television and closed her eyes. “How long...”
Emrys brushed his hand over her shoulder. “I told Magda to bring the kids back at seven. It's six-thirty-five now.”
“Good.” She let herself go boneless against the couch. “These things on the news lately...”
She didn't say: My tattoos are moving again. If hers were, his already were.
“It's probably just a bunch of nutjobs.” He didn't bother to try to hide the lie.
“Wouldn't that be nice?” She found his hand and pulled it close to her chest. “Wouldn't that be lovely?”
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Shahin turned off the television and closed her eyes. “How long...”
Emrys brushed his hand over her shoulder. “I told Magda to bring the kids back at seven. It's six-thirty-five now.”
“Good.” She let herself go boneless against the couch. “These things on the news lately...”
She didn't say: My tattoos are moving again. If hers were, his already were.
“It's probably just a bunch of nutjobs.” He didn't bother to try to hide the lie.
“Wouldn't that be nice?” She found his hand and pulled it close to her chest. “Wouldn't that be lovely?”
Next:Streets on Fire
