Tuesday’s Tale, 6/14/2016.


Alright, another Tuesday, and you all know what that means. Five minutes on the clock, and away we go:

She tried to plan into late in the night. Where before she felt she would have a plan of twenty or more steps in order to free Josh without being seen, now it was all she could do to lie still. Truthfully, if she wasn’t low on energy, she would already be moving.

Simms came in, dressed in pajamas, and laid down to sleep while she was still planning. His breathing evened out as he transitioned to slumber – which gave her an idea. A spark of something, some distant fragment of memory or genetics for what she was now, tugged at her.

In response, she slowly and oh-so-carefully crept out and onto the bed.

Alright, not as much content as you might be used to, but I had to wrestle with some wording; better to get it right and short then not right. See you next week!


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