for bill
Things weren't so bad. He was waiting on a story from Lyra and he'd been spending time with Tosh. A lot of time. Today, though, he'd woken up in his own hut and stared at the ceiling for a minute before he got up and headed for the compound. He'd liked the rain and the cold, but it was too warm for the jacket and shirt he'd layered over his other clothes. When he got to the kitchen, he laid them over a chair, grabbed some coffee, and took a seat. A battered copy of Lolita came out of his back pocket and he began to read, even though he'd read it a hundred times before.
When he saw Bill come in he smiled...but it faded quickly when he really took note of the look on his face.
When he saw Bill come in he smiled...but it faded quickly when he really took note of the look on his face.