Tenth Floor: Monday Afternoon: After George
Ryn sat in her office in the apartment, Shush was out doing something with the book. Walter had sat a glass out for her in case she got hungry. Sighing heavily she stared into the fire, George was moving in with him, Crowley the one who left her weeping and Ryn had to pick the pieces up. Crowley who had hurt George so deeply that Ryn had to hold her all night so she would stop crying.
Before she realized it, the pencil in Ryn's hand that she had been rolling onto the desk as she thought, had been reduced to a pile of dust.
Before she realized it, the pencil in Ryn's hand that she had been rolling onto the desk as she thought, had been reduced to a pile of dust.