100 words. Part of my odd little three-part drabble series. Takes place after
Bite Your Tongue and
In Which Zoe Administers a Swift Kick in the Ass.
***
The blow was nearly physical, like a giant, merciless hand striking Kaylee down. She could only take short gasps of air, barely enough to live on. Her knees buckled and she toppled against the bulkhead, slid down it until she was seated on the floor. Simon was beside her now, holding her hand and whispering things, but he seemed far away, unreal. She moaned and considered throwing up.
Zoe and Wash and their little ones had been living on Dufresne when the Reavers came. The whole town was gone. All of it.
Kaylee sobbed and cursed the cold, stupid 'verse.