Molly was upset. She'd taken to nail chewing and undoing the rainbow polish she'd kept since the costume ball. People were being bad to each other. Hurting each other, all around her. She was able to play pretend with Sean. She knew he was worn thin and agitated like on the job, but if she closed her eyes... the song played and the scent of lilacs filled her with comfort. No pretending now. Facing the facts a must. Guns about not because it was a rule, but because the dominoes would fall down without.
Sean reached around Molly and knocked on the door. He'd kept a hand on her shoulder, and could most like feel the shakes.
How much medication did she have left? The kind that stopped the siezings were daily, and Sean always had extra. But three weeks at most. They better get back before then. Before bad people hurt others. Why was there so much meaness?
"Lisa, It's Sean and Molly." Sean spoke over Molly's head. His chin just hit the top of her noggin.