Disappearances were never an easy thing to take, less so when they were someone close. Someone that had become both friend and family. There just seemed to be too much of it. Abby losing Eostre, Bridget and Dixon going, and now Ray ( Read more... )

Tosh tried to let herself into the hut quietly. She likely hadn't succeeded. Not bothering with any light she simply curled up in her bed, her duvet pulled close around her though it wasn't nearly cold enough to need it. Her bed was so empty like this, she couldn't help but notice. Mimi, Owen, she could swear there were bits of them both left ( Read more... )

Tosh stared at her coffee. Stared at it and willed it to taste like it normally did. Willed her stomach not to flip every time she'd thought of taking a sip. Bracing herself she took a sip, grimacing as she swallowed, then pushed away the mug ( Read more... )

Tosh hadn't been sleeping well.  Not since her fight with Owen.  She'd toss and turn, and sleep in fits and starts, and when she did sleep she'd dream.  Dreams about Owen yelling at her, telling her she was unfaithful.  Of Mimi turning her back on her, telling her the same.  In the morning she'd feel as if she'd not slept at all.  Last night she'd ( Read more... )