Re: [Reaction pt 2]
She is an animal at heart, and the feeling of death is all unwelcome, no comfort. If she has a sixth-sense about things like death, it makes Harlow want to steer way, way clear. There is no magnetism, no wonder, no magic, just the same skin-crawling dislike that makes cats hide their sick kittens away from the rest of the litter, or mamabirds fling a broken thing from the nest. The strange feel of death is so other that the memory finally lets Harlow go, and she shivers while cleaning up her destroyed nails with acetone and cotton balls.
The moon outside her window feels like it is watching her. It is high tonight, and Harlow knows that she will be a human girl for a few hours more. She starts over on her nails, feeling so deeply for her own father, and the dead father in the memory, and the owner of the memory. She feels haunted and saddened. She wants to hug the girl in the bed with the Golden Girls reruns on the tv, just hold her and pet her hair and not let anything hurt her ever again.