Fireworks, Millenium trilogy, Lisbeth/Miriam
Lisbeth's windows are large enough that she can see almost everything through them. Right now she can see the fireworks across the water. She's sitting on the windowsill, smoking. Alone. She wonders when this will all be over. When she can bring the people she loves home to this apartment without fearing for their lives. Her life. Miriam.
She doesn't know what they're celebrating, but she thinks she might have a party once she's free. Have some fireworks of her own. It's not like she can't afford it, after all.
She doesn't know what they're celebrating, but she thinks she might have a party once she's free. Have some fireworks of her own. It's not like she can't afford it, after all.