Eve was sitting out on the front porch of the cottage with a cup of coffee in her hands. It'd gone cold a long time ago, but holding it was a soothing, comforting action. It was something familiar, something she could cling to ( Read more... )

Eve was used to the whole alternate universe weekend thing, after two years at Fandom. So when the third weekend was just about due to roll around, she wasn't terribly surprised. And when it happened, she wasn't herself to care, anyway. And then when it was over, she'd been too shocked and numb to really deal ( Read more... )