Sarah doesn't move from where she stands, allowing the child to have his say.
When he finishes it off with a confession, she steps back, boots tapping smartly on the floor. The woman turns to watch him, the muscles on her face pulling to offer a toothy grin.
"Loss isn't meant to be handled," she tells him. "It's meant to run its course." And ruin everyone's lives. "But you're no fool for not wanting to leave him alone."
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When he finishes it off with a confession, she steps back, boots tapping smartly on the floor. The woman turns to watch him, the muscles on her face pulling to offer a toothy grin.
"Loss isn't meant to be handled," she tells him. "It's meant to run its course." And ruin everyone's lives. "But you're no fool for not wanting to leave him alone."