He didn't want to be doing this, but there was nothing about this situation that Edmund really had a choice in. There was nothing he could do to make things better, to take away Susan's tears, to make his own heart stop hurting, to bring his brother back. Everything was firmly out of his control, except this. He could at least make the walk to ( Read more... )

Edmund didn't like it one bit, but everything was going according to plan.

They'd all gone to their corners as it were, licking their respective wounds after the morning of shock and uncomfortableness. But Edmund wasn't sure how much good it had actually done, as they still hadn't discussed anything by the time dinner was called. A discussion ( Read more... )