#015 - raftslackerspiceAugust 31 2012, 01:59:14 UTC
If nothing else, Sinclair had been thorough. A dress and pair of flats in the lifeboat had proved useful when they’d dried, if slightly dated when she reached the sidewalk.
Seemed like a quiet enough neighborhood, though - didn’t seem like anyone would care about a seventeen-year-old girl on a walk by herself. Except…
How could Ryan have changed? She believed Tenenbaum as much as she’d disbelieved Mother, but Ryan changing his ways sounded as fantastical as any of Father Wales’s sermons about her in Pauper’s Drop.
Seemed like a quiet enough neighborhood, though - didn’t seem like anyone would care about a seventeen-year-old girl on a walk by herself. Except…
How could Ryan have changed? She believed Tenenbaum as much as she’d disbelieved Mother, but Ryan changing his ways sounded as fantastical as any of Father Wales’s sermons about her in Pauper’s Drop.
But where else could they go, if not here?
She reached up and knocked.
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