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Lily Evans (just_lily) wrote in silverage,

"Isn't the point of the board for people to read the messages?" she prompted. "I read everything I see on it," she added. There was one down in the lobby of their apartment complex, and she checked it before and after work. "I wouldn't put up anything there if I minded people reading it." Which wasn't strictly true. There'd been a couple of rows she should have pulled down, and the announcement of her death shouldn't have stayed up there, but ... well. There it was. They were probably well buried by now.

She smiled sadly when he asked why she asked. "One of my mates comes from a point a few years after mine." She paused. "I'm dead in his time. My husband and I were both murdered on Halloween night in 1981. I'm really interested in that not happening to me. I don't want to orphan my son. I want to live to have more children, to live my life. I don't want to go like that. If I have to go early, fine, but not like that. Not betrayed. Not killed in my own home."

Lily glanced toward the stage, letting herself focus on it for a long moment before she thought she'd regained her composure. "Your place sounds lovely though," she said quietly as she slowly turned her gaze back to Locke.