mm_j (mm_j) wrote in morningstar_mnr, @ 2010-06-27 12:02:00 |
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Entry tags: | celeste, jude |
Phone call to Celeste, Sunday Afternoon.
Jude was in his apartment sprawled out on the couch in a moment of leisure when it occured to him that he hadn't gotten around to calling Celeste yet.
"Can you keep it down, please?" he said to his girls who had went hunting and come home with something to eat. He didn't know if it was an animal or a small human or what, but there was blood all over the floor. "And clean that shit up when you're done."
He pulled out his phone, searched for her number and sat waiting patiently while the phone rang.