“He knows better now. He knows. He’s wherever Harry is. He can still see us. Somehow.” “I wish I could have said goodbye,” Olivia said, another tear sparkling on her cheek. “I was sitting right there and I couldn’t even see him or say goodbye.”
aerghoeirhgoe;irghaerga FEELS
“Marry me.”
THERE ARE NO WORDS FOR THIS FEELING I AM FEELING
One more minute. That was all she was going to give him. And then she was picking up this chair and smashing that fucking machine to bits of useless motherboard and plastic slivers. That beeping was driving her batshit. “I’m serious,” she told him. “So you better open your goddamned eyes before I cause thousands of dollars worth of property damage. I don’t especially want to make friends with Kruger, but that’s what it’s going to come down to. If you don’t open your eyes and stop me.”
attagirl. nothing cures a coma like extortion
Kruger cocked her head at him and made no attempt to hide her confusion. “…The woman tried to stab you.” “I know, officer: I was sort of there.” She shook her head at him. “Well, the insanity plea looks pretty viable. The doctors say she’s suffering from a disorder called porphyria. Some rare blood disease that results in a lot of vampire-like symptoms. It could be the cause of her blindness. And since she woke up she’s been screaming about shadows whispering to her, making her commit the murders-”
a) HEE. b) is it bad that I didn't even put it together that not!Mel would have been the real killer?
“You asked me why I followed in his footsteps, if I hated him so much?” She shifted from foot to foot, hands at her hips. “I did it because I felt like I needed to clear the family name. I wanted to prove that there could be a cop named Kruger who wasn’t a total dick or used excessive force and discriminated wildly. I had to make up for all of his lackings. Plus, I knew it would piss him off to no end if I got further on the job than he ever did.” Ben’s smile widened. “That sounds like a pretty great reason to do a job, Deputy Kruger.” “You know what I bought with my first paycheck from the department? One of Harry Hawthorne’s prints. A shot of a hawk skimming over a river with a fish in its talons. Hung it up in my living room right where the TV would have gone. Gives Dad indigestion every time he sees it-and heartburn when I mention how much I dropped for it. I mention that number a lot.” She grinned, flashing teeth. “Have a good day, Mr. Hawthorne. Ms. Nettles. I hope your friend recovers quickly.”
feeeeeeeeels
Maybe I’ll even want a kid with your wonky-ass eyebrows someday.
“I wish I could have said goodbye,” Olivia said, another tear sparkling on her cheek. “I was sitting right there and I couldn’t even see him or say goodbye.”
aerghoeirhgoe;irghaerga FEELS
“Marry me.”
THERE ARE NO WORDS FOR THIS FEELING I AM FEELING
One more minute. That was all she was going to give him.
And then she was picking up this chair and smashing that fucking machine to bits of useless motherboard and plastic slivers. That beeping was driving her batshit.
“I’m serious,” she told him. “So you better open your goddamned eyes before I cause thousands of dollars worth of property damage. I don’t especially want to make friends with Kruger, but that’s what it’s going to come down to. If you don’t open your eyes and stop me.”
attagirl. nothing cures a coma like extortion
Kruger cocked her head at him and made no attempt to hide her confusion. “…The woman tried to stab you.”
“I know, officer: I was sort of there.”
She shook her head at him. “Well, the insanity plea looks pretty viable. The doctors say she’s suffering from a disorder called porphyria. Some rare blood disease that results in a lot of vampire-like symptoms. It could be the cause of her blindness. And since she woke up she’s been screaming about shadows whispering to her, making her commit the murders-”
a) HEE. b) is it bad that I didn't even put it together that not!Mel would have been the real killer?
“You asked me why I followed in his footsteps, if I hated him so much?” She shifted from foot to foot, hands at her hips. “I did it because I felt like I needed to clear the family name. I wanted to prove that there could be a cop named Kruger who wasn’t a total dick or used excessive force and discriminated wildly. I had to make up for all of his lackings. Plus, I knew it would piss him off to no end if I got further on the job than he ever did.”
Ben’s smile widened. “That sounds like a pretty great reason to do a job, Deputy Kruger.”
“You know what I bought with my first paycheck from the department? One of Harry Hawthorne’s prints. A shot of a hawk skimming over a river with a fish in its talons. Hung it up in my living room right where the TV would have gone. Gives Dad indigestion every time he sees it-and heartburn when I mention how much I dropped for it. I mention that number a lot.” She grinned, flashing teeth. “Have a good day, Mr. Hawthorne. Ms. Nettles. I hope your friend recovers quickly.”
feeeeeeeeels
Maybe I’ll even want a kid with your wonky-ass eyebrows someday.
bless
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