I open my mouth to say no, but the way Kiddo makes a fist... "Oh, alright. I'll come. If I get pinched and die, I'm coming back to haunt your ass, though!"
I guess it's good that I can joke about it. I feel pretty dumb for going out to find Metro, …
I chew on my thumbnail. "If he wanted to see me he'd have come already. Don't bother." I tell Kiddo. She'd rather be around her friends, anyway. Don't need liability-me weighing her down.
I'm not sure how I feel about leaving Boomtown, anyway...
Oh. I feel all deflated now. For a tiny second, I thought maybe he was on his way or something. I rub my eyes with my hands. Now that I completely feel like the fifth wheel, I'm gonna get to work.
"Gotta get to Kim's. Catch you later." I say to Kid…
"Oh." I say. We saw Scope by the side of the road. If Metro was holding his hand, he'd have to have been in between Cat and Boomtown. "When... when did you see that?" I ask her, trying to act casual and probably failing.
That gets probably the first actual laugh I've had since Salt. "Maybe he'd look good in a bow?" I joke.
When Kit Kat calls him 'that weird guy', the smile kind of falls off my face. "The van with the stars on it?"
"Yeah, I think so. He was supposed to be coming to Boomtown, but..." I kinda trail off. I don't really know where he is, and I guess he doesn't want me to. Whatever. I want to be mad, but it's not like he's got feelings for me, right? I can't really…
I pause, not wanting to hurt Kiddo, but also not give her false hope, either. "Lung cancer is tough. It usually kills fast- if it's late stage, I could diagnose someone one day and pronounce them dead the next. If he got to a doctor, he might've bee…
Oh, ok. That's weird. "Yeah." I answer Zagnut.
I guess I stay sitting next to Kiddo, though I'm feeling awkward about it. The Candies seem to have a violent streak that I both respect and could likely never aspire to. It'd be good if I could get on…
I shrug at Zag- no use taken offense at the truth. I don't like the way Kit Kat looked at me, but she's gotta do what she's gotta do. I feel so much better after talking to Kiddo and that muffin... I doubt my good mood is gonna last through to tonig…
I pretend to mop up some imaginary drool for Loot's sake- though it's not far off. I can actually feel my mouth watering. I close my eyes and smell it. After a moment, I take a bite.
"Loot, if you keep serving these, I will never, ever eat at Sprit…
"Oh. I'll ask them." I reply. I'm not really sure how Caesar would feel about it, much less Svenja. Maybe she'd be happy if me and Cee moved out. I don't know.
"I really appreciate it." I say sincerely. I can count the number of people I feel like …
"Um... yeah, maybe." I answer her. I'm not sure how Caesar is gonna feel about it. "Let me talk to Caesar."
The more I think about it, the more I'm tempted by the idea. I think I would sleep better knowing a bunch of armed badasses were in between …
"I... had no idea." I can't even imagine what seeing a Wendy would be like at 4yrs old.
I nod. It does help. I'm not sure it'll help me sleep, in the dark, but it helps now.
No wonder she's such a badass- she's lived such a hard life. This place …
I keep my voice down. "It's the Wendys. Every time I sleep, I dream of them. I thought I was going to die." I'm not entirely sure why I'm telling her this. Why I can tell her this when I couldn't tell Caesar.
"They wanted to trade me to Branigans."…
"Yeah." I answer. I sigh. "Sort of." We walk a few more steps and I stop. "Not really. I haven't been sleeping much." I tell her.
I follow Kiddo's lead on where we sit.
Somebody told me the name of that stuff was M&Ms. It sounds like mushrooms to me- we had a patient in the hospital one time who was hallucinating pretty bad.
I meant to sneak out of bed after Caesar fell asleep, but we both ended up sleeping i…
I grab a coffee and a beer from the bar and take it to an empty table if I can find one. I want to talk to Motel6, but later. Right now I just want to be alone.
I cry for Kenwood and her daughter. For myself. I don't go over there, though.
I would normally go to Loot's and get coffee. I practically live on coffee these days. But I don't go there. I can't stand for Caesar to look at me, sympathy or pity or …
"Thanks. I know you're not soft." I really appreciate his offer. If only I could solve my problems with jingle, I'd be set.
If I see Motel6 I wave to him. I'm glad he's doing so much better- the sight of him all burned up like that... he's like the…
"Oh." I'm touched. People don't do things like that here. "I'm ok. I... I can't sleep. Figured I might as well work- plenty of folk need tending." I look at the floor and swallow a lump in my throat. "Thank you."
No, my father didn't hug much. And he was a lanky guy, not huge and warm.
I rest my forehead on Rinso's chest and start shaking. It feels so... safe. I relax- maybe the first time since Salt. Since Ronnie...
After a few moments, I realize he's pro…
I'd forgotten, but Rinso did that with Union, too. I didn't have to ask him. Didn't complain or protest. He's a good man, and I'm learning that good people are few and far between here.
"Yes, but try and keep him on bedrest as long as you can- don'…
I can stitch just fine- I've done so much of it I could do it in my sleep. Now, ask me to hold a cup of coffee and I'll spill the entire thing out before I drink a drop of it... Maybe that's why I've been throwing myself into work so much lately, it…
Yeah, we're at the clinic. I said supplies, but I really wanted to see if Kim had anything for anxiety and maybe sleep. I'd love to get some real sleep...
"I know." I tell Rinso. "It's just... it's hard to connect, you know?"
I want to say more wh…
Shit. The last thing I wanted to do was upset him. I just thought... he's so damn big it seems like nothing should faze him. It's fine. I don't need to talk to anyone about it.
I nod at his offer. "Yeah. That'd be good. Svenja says I'm not a medic-…
"It's... not your fault. If I could have swung that damn bat better..." I rake my hand through my hair. "Anyway, it's done. I'm alive. Stupid fucking Junior Bacon ain't, thanks to Kiddo."
I don't tell him that I dream of Ronnie walking right into B…