What a cool story! I can't remember reading anything featuring someone who genuinely believed a Winchester did her/him harm, and for it to be Jess's mom - wow!
Yeah, because (as our heroes) the Winchesters are generally proved to be the good guys. But then you have people like Gordon and the FBI who truly believe that some evil is going down with those two. And poor Mrs. Moore doesn't know a lick about the supernatural, just that her daughter's dead and Sam's gone. It was a fun thing to write. I'm glad you enjoyed; thank you for reading!
Ooooh! Such an interesting POV. You did really well in giving the mentality and the pain and the...psychology? Of a mother after such a loss. I loved the details about how nice Sam seemed to everyone and how fooled she feels.
The odd thing is, I really and truly believe that Sam did act nicer than normal when he was around Jess and company--after all, he had to hide his hunter past. Which is what makes the fact that everybody assumes he did all the more heartbreaking: he wasn't deceiving to do harm, but rather in an attempt to protect.
Very nicely done. While it makes me sad that she thinks so poorly of the boys, I can’t blame her, the way the evidence against them piles up. And I ache for her, because I can imagine how awful it’d be to lose your child, and then to think you’ve lost that child to someone you liked and trusted … it’s heartbreaking.
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by far the most horrifying thing is that it almost smells like something cooking.
Wonderfully brutal detail.
Her girlfriends stop coming over after the new year breaks, and she’s both grateful and sorely distressed.
I like her mixed feelings here. That’s often how it goes when one’s grieving.
she can see his smile as she hands him the cranberry sauce when they had him over for Thanksgiving, and she can see his hand wrapped around her daughter’s hip so sweetly
Great details.
She feels her baby steps unravel like she pulled a loose thread.
I really like this analogy.
The crocuses are coming up, thick and purple like blood clots in the watery February light.
*laughs* Yeah, the cooking line gave me the "no, Pyrebi, don't write that" feeling--which is always a good sign, I find.
One reason I hope that it's not proved that Sam&Dean are alive again is so Mrs. Moore can believe they're dead and maybe start to rebuild her life. It's been a hellish three years for her. (Is it odd that I feel really sentimental towards a character in a situation that I crafted?)
Anyway, thank you so much for your lovely comment! I always immensely enjoy reading your thoughts!
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The odd thing is, I really and truly believe that Sam did act nicer than normal when he was around Jess and company--after all, he had to hide his hunter past. Which is what makes the fact that everybody assumes he did all the more heartbreaking: he wasn't deceiving to do harm, but rather in an attempt to protect.
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Favorite lines:
by far the most horrifying thing is that it almost smells like something cooking.
Wonderfully brutal detail.
Her girlfriends stop coming over after the new year breaks, and she’s both grateful and sorely distressed.
I like her mixed feelings here. That’s often how it goes when one’s grieving.
she can see his smile as she hands him the cranberry sauce when they had him over for Thanksgiving, and she can see his hand wrapped around her daughter’s hip so sweetly
Great details.
She feels her baby steps unravel like she pulled a loose thread.
I really like this analogy.
The crocuses are coming up, thick and purple like blood clots in the watery February light.
Awesome analogy.
And she's crying ( ... )
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One reason I hope that it's not proved that Sam&Dean are alive again is so Mrs. Moore can believe they're dead and maybe start to rebuild her life. It's been a hellish three years for her. (Is it odd that I feel really sentimental towards a character in a situation that I crafted?)
Anyway, thank you so much for your lovely comment! I always immensely enjoy reading your thoughts!
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Not at all. :)
Anyway, thank you so much for your lovely comment! I always immensely enjoy reading your thoughts!
You're welcome, and thank you for giving me such a great story to read. :)
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Wonderful story, thanks for sharing.
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(As an aside, I'd rather think a human murdered my child than a demon, but that's just me. But what a terrible distinction to have to make.)
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