Kimberly Corman hearts nerds (onlynewlife) wrote in makinitwork, @ 2013-03-24 21:16:00 |
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Entry tags: | [log], kevin, kim |
WHO: Kimberly & Kevin
WHAT: Thinky thoughts
WHERE: Kevin's kitchen
WHEN: Future-dated to Monday, late afternoon
RATING: G? PG? Whatev.
STATUS: Complete
It was quiet inside the house, even though the sounds of summer — even though it wasn't — were going on as though she weren't entirely alone while Kevin was at work. He'd be home any time, really, and she'd admittedly slept through most of his shift for lack of anything else to do. When she woke up, she climbed out of bed in one of his dress shirts and never bothered to put on anything else, opting instead for perching herself on a stool in his kitchen, drinking coffee and looking out the window, making up stories about the people and their children that she saw outside. It was weird knowing that it was winter but that the weather was nice enough for children to be running around with their dogs and playing outside. It had been freezing in New York when Kevin had picked her up that night almost a week ago. Sometimes, Kimberly was amazed at the difference in the weather. Sure, the kids were wearing winter coats and acted like it was the coldest day of the year, but to Kimberly, it felt and looked like springtime at its peak.
It was lonely in the house when Kevin was at work. Kimberly didn't dare go outside or risk being seen by the neighbors because she knew that she wasn't actually supposed to be living on the base, so she was mostly confined to the kitchen or Kevin's bedroom, unless she wanted to draw all the shades down in the living room. Kimberly hated doing that; hated shutting out the light after all of the time she'd spent in that awful house that always felt too dark, no matter how many lights were on at any given time.
Times like this, when it was quiet on the inside and active on the outside; times when Kevin was at work and the sun was taunting her, shining brightly through the windows, was when Kimberly had a lot of introspection. She could complain about being locked up indoors all day, if she wanted, but she wasn't really. Kevin never said she had to stay inside; he just said she needed to keep a low profile. Kimberly could complain that she was bored, but she was alive, so that didn't seem fair either. So today, Kimberly decided to just think about one thing: she was alive, she was out of the hell house, and she was with Kevin. Everything seemed so much better when she just thought of it that way, so that was what she did.