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Feb 05, 2005 00:52

As Jun heads down the stairs of her apartment to the J's kitchen, in the deep, jeweled blue dress she'd traded booze for earlier that day, it comes to her that not only did she contribute to Dinah breaking a promise to Joe, but Joe breaking a promise to Dinah.

Stricken, she continues down the stairs, stepping lightly in the same silver sandles she'd floated like a leaf in the night before. There is no liquid grace in her step and her eyes, though forward and bold, don't deviate from a straight and narrow path.

Her hands are cold as she greets guests. The silk of her dress shines, as do her lustrous lips under their fragrant gloss. Her bracelet is bold and gleaming against the whiteness of her skin but her eyes are as dry as will can make them.

This pretty woman, with the heartshaped face, lush mouth, and speaking eyes can't stand to see herself reflected in the glassy eyes of her guests. Deeply ashamed, and disheartened, she excuses herself from conversation with one of her long time guests and goes to her garage. She ignores the restored Duc, and rather, goes for the Bosa. It's too big for her. It's always been too big for her.

She does not care.

joe's health, the big picture, dinah, joe

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