pups_dt (pups_dt) wrote in morningstar_mnr, @ 2008-02-28 17:02:00 |
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Entry tags: | jazz, memphis |
Roof, Evening, Jazz and OTA
Jazz's first impluse, after calling her sister, was to leave. She even packed, but sense finally won over and the bags remained, ready and waiting, just inside her apartment. They knew Cleo, knew where she was. They obviously knew where Jazz was, perhaps she was being watched as well. What would they do if they saw her trying to run? Would they stop her? Would they hurt Cleo?
The latter wasn't something she was willing to risk.
So, she remained. Waiting. Cell phone never out of reach. Watching.
If she stayed in her apartment another minute she'd go crazy, so she went up to the roof. Fresh air. That was better. Deep breaths, in-hold-out, in-hold-out. They'd said they'd call again. They would.
She just had to wait.