MCA Minus Five, Friday Evening
Faith sat on her couch, balancing a bag of ice on one hand, which she was pretty sure she broke, so way to go, Faith.
She pressed 'play' on the tape recorder and listened all the way through.
And then rewound it, and played it through again.
One more time.
She closed her eyes. "We'll get you back," she said quietly. "We'll get all of you back."
She hit 'rewind' again, closing her eyes and trying not to flinch.
(door's shut, post is open if anyone wants to talk to faith)
She pressed 'play' on the tape recorder and listened all the way through.
And then rewound it, and played it through again.
One more time.
She closed her eyes. "We'll get you back," she said quietly. "We'll get all of you back."
She hit 'rewind' again, closing her eyes and trying not to flinch.
(door's shut, post is open if anyone wants to talk to faith)