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my most toxic trait is that whenever i hold something you're meant to hit things with, i start feeling very different. Very powerful
@almaperegrin Continuing our RP for now lol.
Miss Wren had cried herself dry and was sobbing dryly, struggling to breath at all.
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Miss Nightjar pulled back. "It's horrible. Half my chest is gone." She said quietly. "I didn't want.you to know because I thought perhaps you wouldn't be interested in me."
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Mother Dust grinned. "It tastes great."
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Beth nodded. "I'll had in my resignation tomorrow."
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âBalenciaga, oh love⊠come Hereâ Miss Glassbill called softly, moving to put her arms around Miss Wren.
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Sharon smiled. âIâm glad you like it.â
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âWhat?â Miss petrel was surprised. âWhy wouldnât I be interested in you?â She asked softly. âI donât care what you look like. Youâre a lovely person!â
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John nodded. âAlrightâ he said softly.
Miss Glassbill & Miss Avocet RP
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"Addison, where are you?"
Miss Wren walked down the corridor, looking for her missing dog. She'd seen him as recently as that very morning, but after breakfast he had quickly excused himself.
Now, it seemed, he was nowhere to be found.
Keeping her eyes down to dog level, she was too caught up in her own thoughts to look for oncoming traffic as she rounded a corner.
"You need help. I'm getting you help." She insisted stubbornly, putting Naomi back in her crib so she could breath a little easier before heading down to find Florence.
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Cora shivered. "We...I got some news. Aöparently the Wights have been hurting our Ymbeyne sisters more than we knew."
Miss Glassbill frowned but it was too late to argue since Miss wren had already hurried off.
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The blood drained from graceâs face and she moved closer to Cora. âWhat do you mean? Like what they did to Cathy and those others we rescued?â She asked
"Worse" Cora whispered. "They...they used them as incubators, for Wight soldiers. We're not ment to do that." She said, ready to cry.
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Miss Wren was completely whinded, wheezing when she came to the end of the corridor. She knockdd on the door sharply.
Grace was horrified. âOh godâŠâ she whispered, holding Cora a little closer. âThey couldnât have survived that, could they?â She asked softly.
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Miss Treecreeper came to the door. âWhat is it?â She asked quietly
Miss Wren had to catch her breath a little. "Something wrong...Cathy's legs are hurting her terribly."
Miss Treecreeper frowned. âIâll be right thereâ she said quietly, grabbing her dressing gown and medical bag before hurrying after Miss wren
"Some did. Mist didn't." Miss Woodpecker said sadly. "They sent a picture...it's grotescue."
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Miss Wren moved back towards their room as quick as she could, but had to stop about half-eay. "Go." She said. "I'll catch up."
Grace shuddered. âWhy would they send a picture?â She said, holding Cora a bit closer.
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Miss Treecreeper frowned. âIâm checking on you nextâ she said
The other Ymbrynes did...as proof. There was a specific Ymbryne in question." She said softly. "Who the Wights captured before they killed her, nd who we thought was dead."
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Miss Wren simply nodded, distravted by the pain and her worry for Cathy.
âOhâ grace said softly. âThatâs awfulâ she closed her eyes, trying not to imagine it
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Miss Treecreeper went into the bedroom to check on Miss Glassbill
Cora nodded. "Balenciaga was close to that particular ymbryne."
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Miss Glassbill looked up. "Balenciaga?" She asked, barely able to see anything until the light turned on.
âReally?â Grace asked. âShe isnât going to take it well when she hearsâ she said
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âItâs me. Balenciaga said your legs are hurting youâ Miss Treecreeper said.
"Why I wanted to speak to Cathy first." She nodded.
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"Oh...yes. they've been for a few days. But I don't think it should be that bad.
âGood ideaâ grace said softly.
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Miss Treecreeper sighed. âLet me see themâ she asked. âWhile Iâm here I want to check on the baby tooâ she added
Cira nodded. "Can we sleep now?"
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Cathy sighed, nodding. She moved the blanket outnof the way to show her.
Grace nodded, holding Cora close.
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Miss Treecreeper examined her legs and sighed. âCathy you should have called me earlier these look awfulâ she sighed, pointing to Cathyâs legs which were covered in swollen purple veins
Cathy blushed. "I didn't want to bother your for nothing."
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C8ra ckosed herbeyes, trying to sleep.
âIt isnât nothingâ Miss Treecreeper sighed. âTomorrow Iâm going to go out and buy a ou some compression stockings. For now Iâm banding your legs and I want you to elevate themâ she said. âAnd donât let the baby crawl on youâ she said, seeing Naomi who was ready to roll on top of her mother again.
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Grace did as well
"I'm trying not to" She said, pushing her off. "So...they're swollen?" She asked.
Miss Wren managed to come in then, barely able to breath.
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âYes, your veins are swollen and your blood isnât flowing properlyâ Miss Treecreeper huffed
Miss Glassbill sighed. "Fine, I hear you. Now please check on Baleciaga" She asked, concerned for her partner.
âYes, I was planning on itâ Miss Treecreeper said, going over to Miss wren and making her sit down. âIâm going to wrap your Largs up after Cathyâ she said
Cathy nodded softly.
Miss Wren exhaled, only to regret it, her hand coming up to her side. Then, she tried to take a deeo breath and it wasn't even possible.
âAlright, letâs seeâ Miss Treecreeper said, getting her stethoscope to listen to Miss wrenâs lungs.
Miss Wren keot her breaths shallow but breathed as normal as she could.
âWeâll that doesnât sound too goodâ Miss Treecreeper said. âI want you to lie down flat, alright? To take pressure off your ribs and lungs.â
Miss Wren nodded, standing up to mive over to the bed. It was very difficult but she managed.
âCareful thereâ Miss Treecreeper said gently. âYour ribs arenât healing as quickly as Iâd like. Iâm worried about thatâ
Miss Wren sighed. "What does that mean?" She asked tiredly.
âIt means youâre pushing yourself too much.â Miss Treecreeper frowned. âAnd you need to rest. The best cure for broken ribs is restâ
Miss Wren huffed. "I've barely left bed for a week Florence!"
âWeâll I donât k ow what else to tell youâ Miss Treecreeper said. âRibs are tricky. Thereâs no easy fix. I canât just wrap them in a castâ she said
Miss Wren huffed again. "It had to be the ribs. Twice." She said unhappily, though by now she was soeaking to herself rather than her friend.
âYes, well no wonder itâs taking so long. Youâve broken them twice.â Miss Treecreeper sighed
Miss Wren nodded. "Unfortunatly." She agreed. "The first time was when we were still in the acre. But it was this year.
Miss Treecreeper sighed. âLook, if this gets worse youâll need to go to a hospital. Thereâs only so much I can do hereâ she said seriously
Miss Wren sighed and regretted it. "It won't get worse then." She said firmly.
âAlright thenâ Miss Treecreeper said, turning back to Miss Glassbill. âIâm going to wrap your legs now, and I want you to keep the elevatedâ she said
Miss Glassbill nodded. "I will" She promised softly.
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Mother Dust awoke, but it was not from pain, not the way she used to. Happily, she remembered that she was human now, and it seemed her bladder was asking for relief.
âGoodâ Miss Treecreeper said, bandaging her legs up. âAlright, lift your nightgown, I want to check on the babyâ she said
Cathy nodded, lifting up her nightgown. She was aware Miss Wren was observing them intently, nervous as always.
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Mother Dust found it funny, how something as simole as peeing could bring her so much joy.
âOh donât worry so much Balenciagaâ Miss Treecreeper chastised gently, glancing at the window as she realised the sun was coming up.
Gently she felt Miss Glassbillâs belly and sighed. âThe little one doesnât seem to want to lie the right wayâ she informed. âThereâs still time though. Hopefully it will shiftâ
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Sharon opened his eyes. âDo you need something love?â He asked lovingly
Miss Wren frowned. "Mostly they strsighten themselves out." She agreed softly.
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Mother Dust shook her head, carefully climbing back into bed. "I just had to pee." She said happily, unable to hide her strange excitment.
âExactly. Iâll just keep checking up to make sure itâs shifting the right wayâ Miss Treecreeper said. âThe naughty little thing is lying sideways right nowâ
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Sharon smiled. âYou went all on your own?â He asked, moving to give her a gentle kiss.
Miss Wren laughed. "Beth did the same thing." She said softly.
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"Yes" Mother Dust said happily, kissing his back. "I'm getting more mobile every day."
Miss Glassbill looked over at her, smiling a little. âReally?â She asked, placing a hand on her belly and feeling the baby squirm.
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Sharon have her a gentle hug. âDo you want to go outside today?â He asked softly
"Really" Miss Wren said. "The old woman tried to make her turn but she wouldn't budge. I just had to wait it out. In the end she came out the right way."
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Mother dust nodded, happy in his arms. "Don't you think Ronaldo would lov eit if I did?"
Miss Glassbill laughed softly. âThatâs goodâ she said, turning her head to offer Miss Wren a kiss.
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Sharon nodded. âHe wouldâ he smiled
Mother nodded. "Then I should. "
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Miss Wren kissed her back.
"I'm going to go. Take it easy."
Sharon smiled. Sitting up and keeping his arm around her, unable to stop a smile.
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Miss Glassbill nodded. âBalenciagaâŠâ she said softly. âI have something to tell youâŠâ she said
"Things are finally looking up for us." Mother Dust said. "Finally."
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Miss Wren looked at ger expectantly, but was interrupted by a knock on the door. Cora stuck her head in, hurrying over to Cathy. "There.. there was a picture too." She said quietly, handing over the folded piece of paper.
ïżŒSharon smiled, giving her a little kiss. âThey areâ he agreed.
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Miss Glassbill took a deep shaky breath, trying to figure out the best way to say what she had to say . âBalenciaga, remember when you told me about Gretchen Tern?â She asked.
"Yes..?" Miss Wren's voice was trembling before she even heard the news.
Cora snuck out, leaving them with the terrible news and the gruesome picture.
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Mother smiled. "I love you. So much."
Miss Glassbill took a shaky breath. She didnât want to say but she knew she had to. âThey found her bodyâ she said softly. âIâm sorry balenciagaâ
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Sharon smiled, giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek
Mother Dust laughed, cuddling him more closely.
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"What?" Miss Wren shook her head. "That was ling ago. Long, long ago. I knew that."
Sharon sat up. âDo you want breakfast?â He offered.
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âExcept it wasnâtâ Miss Glassbill said softly. âThey just found her body, in Ireland. The wights had herâ she said quietly, trying to tell her as gently as she could
"No." Miss Wren immidiatly denied it. "No. Why would she be in Ireland? She was French!"
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"Yes please" mother nodded. "I'm hungry"
Miss Glassbill nodded. âIâm telling the truth. I wish I wasnâtâ she said softly. âThe wights took her⊠she wasnât deadâ she said quietly, feeling like a cold fist was squeezing her heart.
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Sharon smiled. âWhat would you like to eat?â He asked
"I don't know. Something that had a good textur I suppose. I still have some issue with and crumbly things." She said softly.
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All colour drained from Miss Wren's face as she under stood. "The picture. Give me the picture!" She said, reaching for the piece of paper.
âHow about porridge? We can put honey in itâ Sharon suggested.
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Miss Glassbill gulped, holding the picture a little tighter. âBakenciaga, it isnât pretty⊠I wouldnât lookâ she said softly
"Give it to me!" Miss Wren roared, grabbing her hands and bending open her fingers to get to it. She wasn't thinkikg clearly, thinking if she could just see it she would know she was wrong and it wasn't actually Miss Tern.
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Mother nodded eagerly. "That sounds wonderful!"
Miss Glassbill shrank back, her eyes wide as she pulled away from Balenciaga. âLoveâŠâ she called softly.
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Sharon smiled, getting dressed for the day and offering her his hand
Nother Dust took it, letting him help her up. "Help me get dressed?" She asked softly. "I was thinking maybe I could eat breakfast in the kitchen."
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Balenciaga ignored her. "You're wrong!" She said. "I know you're wrong!" She opened the picture and gasped, only for all sounds to then disappear. The oicture was grotesque, but there was no way she could not recognize her former lover. "Gretchen..."
Sharon smiled and nodded, getting her clothes and scarves for her. âDo you want me to take care of your hair for you?â He asked tenderly.
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Miss Glassbill curled up, ignoring her legs and wrapping her arms around herself. âIâm sorryâ she said softly. âBalenciagaâŠâ
Miss Wren started to cry, holding the photi to her chest. She couldn't believe she was alive all that time. That she could've saved her. "You were right" She sobbed. "What...why did they want her..."
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Mother sighed. "Please. I still can't reach very well."
Miss Glassbill gulped, feeling a dull ache in her chest. âThe wightsâŠâ it was hard to get the words out. âThey⊠they experimented on ymbrynesâ she said softly, tears welling in her own eyes.
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Sharon nodded, gently brushing her hair for her and tying it up so she could put the scarves over it.
"Experimented how?' Her voice was firm again, demanding. "Cathy how?!"
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Mother Dust smiled, wrapping the scarves up on top, covering the disfigured half of her face and her nose.
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"Hey...how are you?" Beth let John into her apartment, kissing him softly. "How's Laura?" John's mother had not yet been let out of the psych ward, the psycholgoist arguing that letting her out before all neccessary cintact with goverment officials and her employer had been concluded would be devastating for her emotionally and physically, and likely send her right back.
Miss Glassbill whimpered, she didnât want to say and it was bringing back bad memories. âThey⊠they wanted to-to createâŠ. More wights⊠they wanted to breed more wightsâ she choked out finally.
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âYouâre beautifulâ Sharon reminded softly.
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âTired, but Iâm fineâ John said. âMum is miserable. Sheâs lonely⊠and I canât spend all day with her⊠she misses her cat. Itâs all sheâs been talking aboutâ he sighed
"The peculiar one? Paws?" Beth asked. "Poor her...but can't they let her out soon? You know they're only trying to arrange for to have...a fair chance, when she comes out. So it won't be the same as it's been every time so far."
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Miss Wren fell quiet again. "I'm sorry." She wgispered, crying. "I had to ask." Then, she reached over. "You should keep your legs elivated.
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Mother looked at him sadly. "To you, perhaps."
John nodded. âShe wants her car so badâ he sighed and then nodded again. âI know⊠I just donât get how being stuck in there is doing any good for her. She hates it. Itâs miserableâ he said
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Miss Glassbill nodded, she pulled away a bit, not wanting to be touched. âIâm sorryâŠâ she whispered.
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âIt doesnât matter what anyone else thinkâ Sharon said seriously
Miss Wren was shocked to see Miss Glassbill pull away, and immidiatly felt guilty. Still, she couldn't express it, just cried helplessly.
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Mother Dust nodded. "Thank you." She said, still double chrcking the scarves in the mirror before going to leave the room.
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"I know" She agreed quietly. "I think...I think they think that nothing can happen when she's in there. She's safe and fed and protected. And when she come out, her life will be sorted for her."
Miss Glassbill didnât know what to do. She wanted to help but she felt sick herself. Sick and scared. Slowly she put her arm around Miss wren. âIâm sorry love, Iâm so sorryâ she said softly, hugging Miss Wren and trying to dry her tears. She knew she had to be strong right now.
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Sharon went with her, going to wake ronaldo as well.
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John nodded. âI know⊠but theyâre treating her like a childâ he said softly. âIt isnât rightâ
Beth bit her lip. "John...have you ever thought she need it? She's not very good at looking after herself. And...and she does have an intellectual disability."
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Mother Dust smiled, excited for them to wake her child as well.
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Miss Wren hugfed her back. "I thought.. I thought she was dead. All this time...she was alive." She cried.
John frowned. âYeah, but sheâs not a little kid. They can help her take care of herself without treating her like a babyâ he said.
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Gently Sharon woke ronaldo
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Miss Glassbill nodded. âI know⊠Iâm sorryâ she said quietly. âIâm sorry balenciaga. I know she meant a lot to youâ
Miss Wren nodded. "She...she ment everything." She said, not thinking of how it would feel to Cathy.
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"Morning love" Mother said softly when the boy started to stirr.
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Beth sighed. "I know. It itsn't right. But it qill ne okay."
Miss Glassbill clenched her jaw but said nothing. âI knowâ she said quietly. âI know loveâ she said quietly. Her heart was beating a little faster in her chest and she felt sick to her stomach. âIâm sorry you lost herâ she whispered, though what she really wanted to do was cry herself.
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Ronaldo smiled. âMum!â He said happily. âMum youâre out of bed!â
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John nodded. âI just donât like it when people treat mum like thatâ
Miss Wren nodded, continuing to cry.
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Mother Dust nodded. "I thought I'd eat breakfast in the kitchen today. I feel very good."
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Beth nodded. "I knoe. But it'll be over soon." She sighed. She immidiatly felt guilty for calli g in sick the last few days not wanting to go.
Miss Glassbill just sat there silently and hugged her, not knowing what else t do.
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âReally?!â Ronaldo asked exitedly, bolting out of bed to run and hug her.
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John nodded. âI just feel really bad for herâ he said softly
Beth nodded. "Talk to the psychologist. She's the one keeping here there."
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Mother nodded. "Really! I thought we could go outside later too.' She smiled.
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Eventually Miss Wren cried herself into an uneasy slumber.
âYes, maybe⊠maybe if I have mum move in with me, that way I can keep an eye on her and help her with bills and stuffâ he said.
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Ronaldo lit up. âYes! Yes letâs go outside!â He said happily.
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Miss Glassbill stayed awake, unable to sleep.
Beth nodded, then sighed. "And how long will you do that? Sooner or later she need to get along on her own. I mean...I get it, I really do. But..." She shut her mouth. "Never mind."
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Mother Dust chuckled. "After breakfast, honey."
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Miss Wren slept uneasily, moving and mummbling and moaning softly. The picture slipped out her hands, fluttering down on the cover.
âBut What?â John asked. âObviously mum canât be left on her own. She needs help. And I can help herâ he said.
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Ronaldo grinned and hugged her
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Miss Glassbill sighed, picking up the picture and putting it in the night table and gently stroking her hair to soothe her
Miss Wren calmed down. "Gretchen..." she mummbled.
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Mother Dust hugged him back, super happy.
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Beth nodded. "I know. And it works shortterm. But I'm thinking longterm...about you and me." She said softly.
Miss Glassbill sighed, trying to squash down a flair of jealousy.
âSheâs not here my loveâ she said softly. âIâm sorryâ
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âLetâs go eat, mum! I made more oranges!â Ronaldo said
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John frowned. âWeâll what else am I supposed to do!â He said. âMum needs someone who take care of her all the time!â
"I know!" Beth explained. "But I tohught...perhaps eventually...it's good to try and help her become more independant."
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Mother Dust chuckled. "I don't think I' ready for oranges. But your father promised porridge and honey."
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Miss Wren answered something inaudible, cuddling up to her.
John sighed. âIâm afraid if she gets left on her own again sheâll just get worse againâŠ. It happens. Every timeâ John said softly.
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Ronaldo nodded eagerly, holding her hand
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âIs Alright Love, just restâ Miss Glassbill said softly. âIâve got you⊠Iâm hereâ she said softly
Beth nodded. "Well I like Laura. So I suppose we can make it work."
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Miss Wren made a contant noise, cuddling close.
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Mother led her down the stairs.
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John nodded, rubbing his face. âIâm sorry BethâŠ. I just really worry about her. She needs to be taken care ofâ he said
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Miss Glassbill sighed, rubbing Balenciagaâs back and letting her cuddle as close as she needed while silently wondering why she couldnât be enough.
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Ronaldo smiled and ran down the stairs
Mothrr followed her slowly.
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Balenciaga slept and dremt of Gretchen sweetly.
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"I know." Beth nodded. "I know. It's how it has to be right now."
Sharon stuck close by to make sure she was alright
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Miss Glassbill eventually managed to doze off as well.
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John sighed. âMaybe eventually We can get her her own place, somewhere nearby so we can keep an eye on herâ he said
Beth nodded slowly. "What about her flat? She has one now. How will you fit her things in here."
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Miss Nightjar awoke again later, looking over at Miss Petrel.
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Mother smiled, going to sit down. "Do.you need help with food?" She asked.
âI mean Iâve got an extra room. We donât need to bring everythingâ John said softly. âItâs just for a whileâ
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Miss petrel was still sleeping peacefully
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âNo, You sit down loveâ Sharon said
Beth smiled. "Wonderful. Do you rhink we can get her out?"
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Miss Nightjar sat up, looking at the woman. Gently, she lifted both shirts, looking at her chest.
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Mother nodded.
John nodded. âYeah. If. Tell them weâll look after herâ he said.
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Mkss Petrel yawned and stsrted ti wake up
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Sharon loved to the stove
Miss Nightjsr quickly pulled down the shirt again, hiding her chest.
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Mother watched him, Ronaldo sitting next to her excited.
"Are you sure you don't want an orange?" He asked, having forgotten about last time.
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Beth nodded. "I'd be happy to stay home with her all day." She sa,id, happy to have another reason for not going to work
âYou donât have to hideâ Miss petrel said softly
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âNo!â Sharon turned around. âNo oranges!â
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John thought for a moment. âWould you be alright with that?â He asked
Beth nodded. Then, she took a deep breath. :Honestly,I've been thinking of finding a new job."
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Mother gave him a glare. "No thanks" she told Ronaldo sweetly.
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Miss Nightjar sighed. "I just don't like the way I look." She sighed.
John was surprised. âReally?â He asked âwhy? I thought you liked being a nurse.
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Sharon still looked nervous but said nothing more.
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âWhy not?â Miss petrel asked softly, having never really seen the full extent of the scarring
"It's horrible. Half my chest is just...scars." she said sadly. That's...that's why I asked for an extra sweater last night. I had it to...to cover up. It felt better more covered up." She explained. "My nightmare was about when they sew together my chest. The bonemender was...rough."
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"I do" Beth said. "But I just...I just can't reaquint myself with working at the hospital. I don't want to be there anymore." She said honestly. "I've been calling in sick because I just can't do it."
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Mother waited patiently, letting Ronaldo eat his orange in peace.
Miss Petrel frowned. âIâm sure it isnât that badâ she said softly. âYou shouldnât be ashamedâ she said gently. âIâm sorry about your dream thoughâŠâ she sighed. Sheâd had her own fare share of bad dreams recently.
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John nodded, giving her a hug and a gentle kiss. âYou do what ever is best for you, alright?â She said quietly
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Soon Sharon brought the porridge over
Mother lightup. "It looks amazing "
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Beth looked at him. "You wouldn't be angry?" She asked softly. "I could stay home with Laura full time for a time until I find another time."
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Miss Nightjar looked at her. "You have no idea." She said firmly. "You haven't seen it. You don't know how ugly it is!" Without thinking she started to undress, wanting tonshow her how bad it really was.
Sharon smiled, setting it in front of her and pouring honey on top.
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âOf course I wouldnât be angryâ John said quietly. âAnd Iâd really appreciate it if you could keep an eye on mumâ
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Miss petrel looked at her. âIt isnât uglyâ she said firmly. âNot at all.â
"It is!" She repeated again, finally pulling off her T-shirt. "Look at it!" She gestured to her bare chest.
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Mother Dust smiled, starting to drink.
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Beth nodded. "Thank you for understanding." She said kindly. "And I wouldn't mind. I want to help."
âItâs really not that badâ Gwen said softly. Without thinking she reached out to touch the scars. âAnd Youâre beautiful regardless.
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Sharon sat down and kissed her cheek as she ate.
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John nodded. âIn that case⊠Iâd really like to get mum out of there as soon as possible. And we should go get her cat for herâ he said, picking up his own car and scratching his ears.
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Miss Glassbill woke up feeling a dull throb in her back, she kept quiet though when she saw that Miss wren was also awake and clearly miserable
Miss Glassbill & Miss Avocet RP
@almaperegrin
"Addison, where are you?"
Miss Wren walked down the corridor, looking for her missing dog. She'd seen him as recently as that very morning, but after breakfast he had quickly excused himself.
Now, it seemed, he was nowhere to be found.
Keeping her eyes down to dog level, she was too caught up in her own thoughts to look for oncoming traffic as she rounded a corner.
"You need help. I'm getting you help." She insisted stubbornly, putting Naomi back in her crib so she could breath a little easier before heading down to find Florence.
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Cora shivered. "We...I got some news. Aöparently the Wights have been hurting our Ymbeyne sisters more than we knew."
Miss Glassbill frowned but it was too late to argue since Miss wren had already hurried off.
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The blood drained from graceâs face and she moved closer to Cora. âWhat do you mean? Like what they did to Cathy and those others we rescued?â She asked
"Worse" Cora whispered. "They...they used them as incubators, for Wight soldiers. We're not ment to do that." She said, ready to cry.
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Miss Wren was completely whinded, wheezing when she came to the end of the corridor. She knockdd on the door sharply.
Grace was horrified. âOh godâŠâ she whispered, holding Cora a little closer. âThey couldnât have survived that, could they?â She asked softly.
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Miss Treecreeper came to the door. âWhat is it?â She asked quietly
Miss Wren had to catch her breath a little. "Something wrong...Cathy's legs are hurting her terribly."
Miss Treecreeper frowned. âIâll be right thereâ she said quietly, grabbing her dressing gown and medical bag before hurrying after Miss wren
"Some did. Mist didn't." Miss Woodpecker said sadly. "They sent a picture...it's grotescue."
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Miss Wren moved back towards their room as quick as she could, but had to stop about half-eay. "Go." She said. "I'll catch up."
Grace shuddered. âWhy would they send a picture?â She said, holding Cora a bit closer.
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Miss Treecreeper frowned. âIâm checking on you nextâ she said
The other Ymbrynes did...as proof. There was a specific Ymbryne in question." She said softly. "Who the Wights captured before they killed her, nd who we thought was dead."
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Miss Wren simply nodded, distravted by the pain and her worry for Cathy.
âOhâ grace said softly. âThatâs awfulâ she closed her eyes, trying not to imagine it
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Miss Treecreeper went into the bedroom to check on Miss Glassbill
Cora nodded. "Balenciaga was close to that particular ymbryne."
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Miss Glassbill looked up. "Balenciaga?" She asked, barely able to see anything until the light turned on.
âReally?â Grace asked. âShe isnât going to take it well when she hearsâ she said
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âItâs me. Balenciaga said your legs are hurting youâ Miss Treecreeper said.
"Why I wanted to speak to Cathy first." She nodded.
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"Oh...yes. they've been for a few days. But I don't think it should be that bad.
âGood ideaâ grace said softly.
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Miss Treecreeper sighed. âLet me see themâ she asked. âWhile Iâm here I want to check on the baby tooâ she added
Cira nodded. "Can we sleep now?"
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Cathy sighed, nodding. She moved the blanket outnof the way to show her.
Grace nodded, holding Cora close.
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Miss Treecreeper examined her legs and sighed. âCathy you should have called me earlier these look awfulâ she sighed, pointing to Cathyâs legs which were covered in swollen purple veins
Cathy blushed. "I didn't want to bother your for nothing."
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C8ra ckosed herbeyes, trying to sleep.
âIt isnât nothingâ Miss Treecreeper sighed. âTomorrow Iâm going to go out and buy a ou some compression stockings. For now Iâm banding your legs and I want you to elevate themâ she said. âAnd donât let the baby crawl on youâ she said, seeing Naomi who was ready to roll on top of her mother again.
ââ
Grace did as well
"I'm trying not to" She said, pushing her off. "So...they're swollen?" She asked.
Miss Wren managed to come in then, barely able to breath.
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âYes, your veins are swollen and your blood isnât flowing properlyâ Miss Treecreeper huffed
Miss Glassbill sighed. "Fine, I hear you. Now please check on Baleciaga" She asked, concerned for her partner.
âYes, I was planning on itâ Miss Treecreeper said, going over to Miss wren and making her sit down. âIâm going to wrap your Largs up after Cathyâ she said
Cathy nodded softly.
Miss Wren exhaled, only to regret it, her hand coming up to her side. Then, she tried to take a deeo breath and it wasn't even possible.
âAlright, letâs seeâ Miss Treecreeper said, getting her stethoscope to listen to Miss wrenâs lungs.
Miss Wren keot her breaths shallow but breathed as normal as she could.
âWeâll that doesnât sound too goodâ Miss Treecreeper said. âI want you to lie down flat, alright? To take pressure off your ribs and lungs.â
Miss Wren nodded, standing up to mive over to the bed. It was very difficult but she managed.
âCareful thereâ Miss Treecreeper said gently. âYour ribs arenât healing as quickly as Iâd like. Iâm worried about thatâ
Miss Wren sighed. "What does that mean?" She asked tiredly.
âIt means youâre pushing yourself too much.â Miss Treecreeper frowned. âAnd you need to rest. The best cure for broken ribs is restâ
Miss Wren huffed. "I've barely left bed for a week Florence!"
âWeâll I donât k ow what else to tell youâ Miss Treecreeper said. âRibs are tricky. Thereâs no easy fix. I canât just wrap them in a castâ she said
Miss Wren huffed again. "It had to be the ribs. Twice." She said unhappily, though by now she was soeaking to herself rather than her friend.
âYes, well no wonder itâs taking so long. Youâve broken them twice.â Miss Treecreeper sighed
Miss Wren nodded. "Unfortunatly." She agreed. "The first time was when we were still in the acre. But it was this year.
Miss Treecreeper sighed. âLook, if this gets worse youâll need to go to a hospital. Thereâs only so much I can do hereâ she said seriously
Miss Wren sighed and regretted it. "It won't get worse then." She said firmly.
âAlright thenâ Miss Treecreeper said, turning back to Miss Glassbill. âIâm going to wrap your legs now, and I want you to keep the elevatedâ she said
Miss Glassbill nodded. "I will" She promised softly.
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Mother Dust awoke, but it was not from pain, not the way she used to. Happily, she remembered that she was human now, and it seemed her bladder was asking for relief.
âGoodâ Miss Treecreeper said, bandaging her legs up. âAlright, lift your nightgown, I want to check on the babyâ she said
Cathy nodded, lifting up her nightgown. She was aware Miss Wren was observing them intently, nervous as always.
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Mother Dust found it funny, how something as simole as peeing could bring her so much joy.
âOh donât worry so much Balenciagaâ Miss Treecreeper chastised gently, glancing at the window as she realised the sun was coming up.
Gently she felt Miss Glassbillâs belly and sighed. âThe little one doesnât seem to want to lie the right wayâ she informed. âThereâs still time though. Hopefully it will shiftâ
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Sharon opened his eyes. âDo you need something love?â He asked lovingly
Miss Wren frowned. "Mostly they strsighten themselves out." She agreed softly.
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Mother Dust shook her head, carefully climbing back into bed. "I just had to pee." She said happily, unable to hide her strange excitment.
âExactly. Iâll just keep checking up to make sure itâs shifting the right wayâ Miss Treecreeper said. âThe naughty little thing is lying sideways right nowâ
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Sharon smiled. âYou went all on your own?â He asked, moving to give her a gentle kiss.
Miss Wren laughed. "Beth did the same thing." She said softly.
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"Yes" Mother Dust said happily, kissing his back. "I'm getting more mobile every day."
Miss Glassbill looked over at her, smiling a little. âReally?â She asked, placing a hand on her belly and feeling the baby squirm.
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Sharon have her a gentle hug. âDo you want to go outside today?â He asked softly
"Really" Miss Wren said. "The old woman tried to make her turn but she wouldn't budge. I just had to wait it out. In the end she came out the right way."
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Mother dust nodded, happy in his arms. "Don't you think Ronaldo would lov eit if I did?"
Miss Glassbill laughed softly. âThatâs goodâ she said, turning her head to offer Miss Wren a kiss.
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Sharon nodded. âHe wouldâ he smiled
Mother nodded. "Then I should. "
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Miss Wren kissed her back.
"I'm going to go. Take it easy."
Sharon smiled. Sitting up and keeping his arm around her, unable to stop a smile.
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Miss Glassbill nodded. âBalenciagaâŠâ she said softly. âI have something to tell youâŠâ she said
"Things are finally looking up for us." Mother Dust said. "Finally."
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Miss Wren looked at ger expectantly, but was interrupted by a knock on the door. Cora stuck her head in, hurrying over to Cathy. "There.. there was a picture too." She said quietly, handing over the folded piece of paper.
ïżŒSharon smiled, giving her a little kiss. âThey areâ he agreed.
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Miss Glassbill took a deep shaky breath, trying to figure out the best way to say what she had to say . âBalenciaga, remember when you told me about Gretchen Tern?â She asked.
"Yes..?" Miss Wren's voice was trembling before she even heard the news.
Cora snuck out, leaving them with the terrible news and the gruesome picture.
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Mother smiled. "I love you. So much."
Miss Glassbill took a shaky breath. She didnât want to say but she knew she had to. âThey found her bodyâ she said softly. âIâm sorry balenciagaâ
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Sharon smiled, giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek
Mother Dust laughed, cuddling him more closely.
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"What?" Miss Wren shook her head. "That was ling ago. Long, long ago. I knew that."
Sharon sat up. âDo you want breakfast?â He offered.
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âExcept it wasnâtâ Miss Glassbill said softly. âThey just found her body, in Ireland. The wights had herâ she said quietly, trying to tell her as gently as she could
"No." Miss Wren immidiatly denied it. "No. Why would she be in Ireland? She was French!"
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"Yes please" mother nodded. "I'm hungry"
Miss Glassbill nodded. âIâm telling the truth. I wish I wasnâtâ she said softly. âThe wights took her⊠she wasnât deadâ she said quietly, feeling like a cold fist was squeezing her heart.
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Sharon smiled. âWhat would you like to eat?â He asked
"I don't know. Something that had a good textur I suppose. I still have some issue with and crumbly things." She said softly.
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All colour drained from Miss Wren's face as she under stood. "The picture. Give me the picture!" She said, reaching for the piece of paper.
âHow about porridge? We can put honey in itâ Sharon suggested.
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Miss Glassbill gulped, holding the picture a little tighter. âBakenciaga, it isnât pretty⊠I wouldnât lookâ she said softly
"Give it to me!" Miss Wren roared, grabbing her hands and bending open her fingers to get to it. She wasn't thinkikg clearly, thinking if she could just see it she would know she was wrong and it wasn't actually Miss Tern.
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Mother nodded eagerly. "That sounds wonderful!"
Miss Glassbill shrank back, her eyes wide as she pulled away from Balenciaga. âLoveâŠâ she called softly.
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Sharon smiled, getting dressed for the day and offering her his hand
Nother Dust took it, letting him help her up. "Help me get dressed?" She asked softly. "I was thinking maybe I could eat breakfast in the kitchen."
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Balenciaga ignored her. "You're wrong!" She said. "I know you're wrong!" She opened the picture and gasped, only for all sounds to then disappear. The oicture was grotesque, but there was no way she could not recognize her former lover. "Gretchen..."
Sharon smiled and nodded, getting her clothes and scarves for her. âDo you want me to take care of your hair for you?â He asked tenderly.
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Miss Glassbill curled up, ignoring her legs and wrapping her arms around herself. âIâm sorryâ she said softly. âBalenciagaâŠâ
Miss Wren started to cry, holding the photi to her chest. She couldn't believe she was alive all that time. That she could've saved her. "You were right" She sobbed. "What...why did they want her..."
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Mother sighed. "Please. I still can't reach very well."
Miss Glassbill gulped, feeling a dull ache in her chest. âThe wightsâŠâ it was hard to get the words out. âThey⊠they experimented on ymbrynesâ she said softly, tears welling in her own eyes.
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Sharon nodded, gently brushing her hair for her and tying it up so she could put the scarves over it.
"Experimented how?' Her voice was firm again, demanding. "Cathy how?!"
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Mother Dust smiled, wrapping the scarves up on top, covering the disfigured half of her face and her nose.
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"Hey...how are you?" Beth let John into her apartment, kissing him softly. "How's Laura?" John's mother had not yet been let out of the psych ward, the psycholgoist arguing that letting her out before all neccessary cintact with goverment officials and her employer had been concluded would be devastating for her emotionally and physically, and likely send her right back.
Miss Glassbill whimpered, she didnât want to say and it was bringing back bad memories. âThey⊠they wanted to-to createâŠ. More wights⊠they wanted to breed more wightsâ she choked out finally.
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âYouâre beautifulâ Sharon reminded softly.
ââ-
âTired, but Iâm fineâ John said. âMum is miserable. Sheâs lonely⊠and I canât spend all day with her⊠she misses her cat. Itâs all sheâs been talking aboutâ he sighed
"The peculiar one? Paws?" Beth asked. "Poor her...but can't they let her out soon? You know they're only trying to arrange for to have...a fair chance, when she comes out. So it won't be the same as it's been every time so far."
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Miss Wren fell quiet again. "I'm sorry." She wgispered, crying. "I had to ask." Then, she reached over. "You should keep your legs elivated.
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Mother looked at him sadly. "To you, perhaps."
John nodded. âShe wants her car so badâ he sighed and then nodded again. âI know⊠I just donât get how being stuck in there is doing any good for her. She hates it. Itâs miserableâ he said
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Miss Glassbill nodded, she pulled away a bit, not wanting to be touched. âIâm sorryâŠâ she whispered.
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âIt doesnât matter what anyone else thinkâ Sharon said seriously
Miss Wren was shocked to see Miss Glassbill pull away, and immidiatly felt guilty. Still, she couldn't express it, just cried helplessly.
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Mother Dust nodded. "Thank you." She said, still double chrcking the scarves in the mirror before going to leave the room.
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"I know" She agreed quietly. "I think...I think they think that nothing can happen when she's in there. She's safe and fed and protected. And when she come out, her life will be sorted for her."
Miss Glassbill didnât know what to do. She wanted to help but she felt sick herself. Sick and scared. Slowly she put her arm around Miss wren. âIâm sorry love, Iâm so sorryâ she said softly, hugging Miss Wren and trying to dry her tears. She knew she had to be strong right now.
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Sharon went with her, going to wake ronaldo as well.
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John nodded. âI know⊠but theyâre treating her like a childâ he said softly. âIt isnât rightâ
Beth bit her lip. "John...have you ever thought she need it? She's not very good at looking after herself. And...and she does have an intellectual disability."
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Mother Dust smiled, excited for them to wake her child as well.
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Miss Wren hugfed her back. "I thought.. I thought she was dead. All this time...she was alive." She cried.
John frowned. âYeah, but sheâs not a little kid. They can help her take care of herself without treating her like a babyâ he said.
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Gently Sharon woke ronaldo
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Miss Glassbill nodded. âI know⊠Iâm sorryâ she said quietly. âIâm sorry balenciaga. I know she meant a lot to youâ
Miss Wren nodded. "She...she ment everything." She said, not thinking of how it would feel to Cathy.
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"Morning love" Mother said softly when the boy started to stirr.
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Beth sighed. "I know. It itsn't right. But it qill ne okay."
Miss Glassbill clenched her jaw but said nothing. âI knowâ she said quietly. âI know loveâ she said quietly. Her heart was beating a little faster in her chest and she felt sick to her stomach. âIâm sorry you lost herâ she whispered, though what she really wanted to do was cry herself.
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Ronaldo smiled. âMum!â He said happily. âMum youâre out of bed!â
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John nodded. âI just donât like it when people treat mum like thatâ
Miss Wren nodded, continuing to cry.
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Mother Dust nodded. "I thought I'd eat breakfast in the kitchen today. I feel very good."
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Beth nodded. "I knoe. But it'll be over soon." She sighed. She immidiatly felt guilty for calli g in sick the last few days not wanting to go.
Miss Glassbill just sat there silently and hugged her, not knowing what else t do.
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âReally?!â Ronaldo asked exitedly, bolting out of bed to run and hug her.
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John nodded. âI just feel really bad for herâ he said softly
Beth nodded. "Talk to the psychologist. She's the one keeping here there."
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Mother nodded. "Really! I thought we could go outside later too.' She smiled.
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Eventually Miss Wren cried herself into an uneasy slumber.
âYes, maybe⊠maybe if I have mum move in with me, that way I can keep an eye on her and help her with bills and stuffâ he said.
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Ronaldo lit up. âYes! Yes letâs go outside!â He said happily.
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Miss Glassbill stayed awake, unable to sleep.
Beth nodded, then sighed. "And how long will you do that? Sooner or later she need to get along on her own. I mean...I get it, I really do. But..." She shut her mouth. "Never mind."
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Mother Dust chuckled. "After breakfast, honey."
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Miss Wren slept uneasily, moving and mummbling and moaning softly. The picture slipped out her hands, fluttering down on the cover.
âBut What?â John asked. âObviously mum canât be left on her own. She needs help. And I can help herâ he said.
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Ronaldo grinned and hugged her
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Miss Glassbill sighed, picking up the picture and putting it in the night table and gently stroking her hair to soothe her
Miss Wren calmed down. "Gretchen..." she mummbled.
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Mother Dust hugged him back, super happy.
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Beth nodded. "I know. And it works shortterm. But I'm thinking longterm...about you and me." She said softly.
Miss Glassbill sighed, trying to squash down a flair of jealousy.
âSheâs not here my loveâ she said softly. âIâm sorryâ
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âLetâs go eat, mum! I made more oranges!â Ronaldo said
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John frowned. âWeâll what else am I supposed to do!â He said. âMum needs someone who take care of her all the time!â
"I know!" Beth explained. "But I tohught...perhaps eventually...it's good to try and help her become more independant."
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Mother Dust chuckled. "I don't think I' ready for oranges. But your father promised porridge and honey."
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Miss Wren answered something inaudible, cuddling up to her.
John sighed. âIâm afraid if she gets left on her own again sheâll just get worse againâŠ. It happens. Every timeâ John said softly.
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Ronaldo nodded eagerly, holding her hand
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âIs Alright Love, just restâ Miss Glassbill said softly. âIâve got you⊠Iâm hereâ she said softly
Beth nodded. "Well I like Laura. So I suppose we can make it work."
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Miss Wren made a contant noise, cuddling close.
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Mother led her down the stairs.
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John nodded, rubbing his face. âIâm sorry BethâŠ. I just really worry about her. She needs to be taken care ofâ he said
â-
Miss Glassbill sighed, rubbing Balenciagaâs back and letting her cuddle as close as she needed while silently wondering why she couldnât be enough.
ââ
Ronaldo smiled and ran down the stairs
Mothrr followed her slowly.
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Balenciaga slept and dremt of Gretchen sweetly.
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"I know." Beth nodded. "I know. It's how it has to be right now."
Sharon stuck close by to make sure she was alright
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Miss Glassbill eventually managed to doze off as well.
ââ
John sighed. âMaybe eventually We can get her her own place, somewhere nearby so we can keep an eye on herâ he said
Beth nodded slowly. "What about her flat? She has one now. How will you fit her things in here."
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Miss Nightjar awoke again later, looking over at Miss Petrel.
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Mother smiled, going to sit down. "Do.you need help with food?" She asked.
âI mean Iâve got an extra room. We donât need to bring everythingâ John said softly. âItâs just for a whileâ
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Miss petrel was still sleeping peacefully
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âNo, You sit down loveâ Sharon said
Beth smiled. "Wonderful. Do you rhink we can get her out?"
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Miss Nightjar sat up, looking at the woman. Gently, she lifted both shirts, looking at her chest.
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Mother nodded.
John nodded. âYeah. If. Tell them weâll look after herâ he said.
ââ
Mkss Petrel yawned and stsrted ti wake up
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Sharon loved to the stove
Miss Nightjsr quickly pulled down the shirt again, hiding her chest.
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Mother watched him, Ronaldo sitting next to her excited.
"Are you sure you don't want an orange?" He asked, having forgotten about last time.
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Beth nodded. "I'd be happy to stay home with her all day." She sa,id, happy to have another reason for not going to work
âYou donât have to hideâ Miss petrel said softly
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âNo!â Sharon turned around. âNo oranges!â
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John thought for a moment. âWould you be alright with that?â He asked
Beth nodded. Then, she took a deep breath. :Honestly,I've been thinking of finding a new job."
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Mother gave him a glare. "No thanks" she told Ronaldo sweetly.
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Miss Nightjar sighed. "I just don't like the way I look." She sighed.
John was surprised. âReally?â He asked âwhy? I thought you liked being a nurse.
ââ
Sharon still looked nervous but said nothing more.
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âWhy not?â Miss petrel asked softly, having never really seen the full extent of the scarring
"It's horrible. Half my chest is just...scars." she said sadly. That's...that's why I asked for an extra sweater last night. I had it to...to cover up. It felt better more covered up." She explained. "My nightmare was about when they sew together my chest. The bonemender was...rough."
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"I do" Beth said. "But I just...I just can't reaquint myself with working at the hospital. I don't want to be there anymore." She said honestly. "I've been calling in sick because I just can't do it."
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Mother waited patiently, letting Ronaldo eat his orange in peace.
Miss Petrel frowned. âIâm sure it isnât that badâ she said softly. âYou shouldnât be ashamedâ she said gently. âIâm sorry about your dream thoughâŠâ she sighed. Sheâd had her own fare share of bad dreams recently.
ââ-
John nodded, giving her a hug and a gentle kiss. âYou do what ever is best for you, alright?â She said quietly
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Soon Sharon brought the porridge over
Mother lightup. "It looks amazing "
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Beth looked at him. "You wouldn't be angry?" She asked softly. "I could stay home with Laura full time for a time until I find another time."
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Miss Nightjar looked at her. "You have no idea." She said firmly. "You haven't seen it. You don't know how ugly it is!" Without thinking she started to undress, wanting tonshow her how bad it really was.
Sharon smiled, setting it in front of her and pouring honey on top.
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âOf course I wouldnât be angryâ John said quietly. âAnd Iâd really appreciate it if you could keep an eye on mumâ
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Miss petrel looked at her. âIt isnât uglyâ she said firmly. âNot at all.â
Miss Glassbill & Miss Avocet RP
@almaperegrin
"Addison, where are you?"
Miss Wren walked down the corridor, looking for her missing dog. She'd seen him as recently as that very morning, but after breakfast he had quickly excused himself.
Now, it seemed, he was nowhere to be found.
Keeping her eyes down to dog level, she was too caught up in her own thoughts to look for oncoming traffic as she rounded a corner.
"You need help. I'm getting you help." She insisted stubbornly, putting Naomi back in her crib so she could breath a little easier before heading down to find Florence.
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Cora shivered. "We...I got some news. Aöparently the Wights have been hurting our Ymbeyne sisters more than we knew."
Miss Glassbill frowned but it was too late to argue since Miss wren had already hurried off.
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The blood drained from graceâs face and she moved closer to Cora. âWhat do you mean? Like what they did to Cathy and those others we rescued?â She asked
"Worse" Cora whispered. "They...they used them as incubators, for Wight soldiers. We're not ment to do that." She said, ready to cry.
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Miss Wren was completely whinded, wheezing when she came to the end of the corridor. She knockdd on the door sharply.
Grace was horrified. âOh godâŠâ she whispered, holding Cora a little closer. âThey couldnât have survived that, could they?â She asked softly.
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Miss Treecreeper came to the door. âWhat is it?â She asked quietly
Miss Wren had to catch her breath a little. "Something wrong...Cathy's legs are hurting her terribly."
Miss Treecreeper frowned. âIâll be right thereâ she said quietly, grabbing her dressing gown and medical bag before hurrying after Miss wren
"Some did. Mist didn't." Miss Woodpecker said sadly. "They sent a picture...it's grotescue."
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Miss Wren moved back towards their room as quick as she could, but had to stop about half-eay. "Go." She said. "I'll catch up."
Grace shuddered. âWhy would they send a picture?â She said, holding Cora a bit closer.
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Miss Treecreeper frowned. âIâm checking on you nextâ she said
The other Ymbrynes did...as proof. There was a specific Ymbryne in question." She said softly. "Who the Wights captured before they killed her, nd who we thought was dead."
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Miss Wren simply nodded, distravted by the pain and her worry for Cathy.
âOhâ grace said softly. âThatâs awfulâ she closed her eyes, trying not to imagine it
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Miss Treecreeper went into the bedroom to check on Miss Glassbill
Cora nodded. "Balenciaga was close to that particular ymbryne."
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Miss Glassbill looked up. "Balenciaga?" She asked, barely able to see anything until the light turned on.
âReally?â Grace asked. âShe isnât going to take it well when she hearsâ she said
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âItâs me. Balenciaga said your legs are hurting youâ Miss Treecreeper said.
"Why I wanted to speak to Cathy first." She nodded.
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"Oh...yes. they've been for a few days. But I don't think it should be that bad.
âGood ideaâ grace said softly.
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Miss Treecreeper sighed. âLet me see themâ she asked. âWhile Iâm here I want to check on the baby tooâ she added
Cira nodded. "Can we sleep now?"
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Cathy sighed, nodding. She moved the blanket outnof the way to show her.
Grace nodded, holding Cora close.
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Miss Treecreeper examined her legs and sighed. âCathy you should have called me earlier these look awfulâ she sighed, pointing to Cathyâs legs which were covered in swollen purple veins
Cathy blushed. "I didn't want to bother your for nothing."
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C8ra ckosed herbeyes, trying to sleep.
âIt isnât nothingâ Miss Treecreeper sighed. âTomorrow Iâm going to go out and buy a ou some compression stockings. For now Iâm banding your legs and I want you to elevate themâ she said. âAnd donât let the baby crawl on youâ she said, seeing Naomi who was ready to roll on top of her mother again.
ââ
Grace did as well
"I'm trying not to" She said, pushing her off. "So...they're swollen?" She asked.
Miss Wren managed to come in then, barely able to breath.
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âYes, your veins are swollen and your blood isnât flowing properlyâ Miss Treecreeper huffed
Miss Glassbill sighed. "Fine, I hear you. Now please check on Baleciaga" She asked, concerned for her partner.
âYes, I was planning on itâ Miss Treecreeper said, going over to Miss wren and making her sit down. âIâm going to wrap your Largs up after Cathyâ she said
Cathy nodded softly.
Miss Wren exhaled, only to regret it, her hand coming up to her side. Then, she tried to take a deeo breath and it wasn't even possible.
âAlright, letâs seeâ Miss Treecreeper said, getting her stethoscope to listen to Miss wrenâs lungs.
Miss Wren keot her breaths shallow but breathed as normal as she could.
âWeâll that doesnât sound too goodâ Miss Treecreeper said. âI want you to lie down flat, alright? To take pressure off your ribs and lungs.â
Miss Wren nodded, standing up to mive over to the bed. It was very difficult but she managed.
âCareful thereâ Miss Treecreeper said gently. âYour ribs arenât healing as quickly as Iâd like. Iâm worried about thatâ
Miss Wren sighed. "What does that mean?" She asked tiredly.
âIt means youâre pushing yourself too much.â Miss Treecreeper frowned. âAnd you need to rest. The best cure for broken ribs is restâ
Miss Wren huffed. "I've barely left bed for a week Florence!"
âWeâll I donât k ow what else to tell youâ Miss Treecreeper said. âRibs are tricky. Thereâs no easy fix. I canât just wrap them in a castâ she said
Miss Wren huffed again. "It had to be the ribs. Twice." She said unhappily, though by now she was soeaking to herself rather than her friend.
âYes, well no wonder itâs taking so long. Youâve broken them twice.â Miss Treecreeper sighed
Miss Wren nodded. "Unfortunatly." She agreed. "The first time was when we were still in the acre. But it was this year.
Miss Treecreeper sighed. âLook, if this gets worse youâll need to go to a hospital. Thereâs only so much I can do hereâ she said seriously
Miss Wren sighed and regretted it. "It won't get worse then." She said firmly.
âAlright thenâ Miss Treecreeper said, turning back to Miss Glassbill. âIâm going to wrap your legs now, and I want you to keep the elevatedâ she said
Miss Glassbill nodded. "I will" She promised softly.
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Mother Dust awoke, but it was not from pain, not the way she used to. Happily, she remembered that she was human now, and it seemed her bladder was asking for relief.
âGoodâ Miss Treecreeper said, bandaging her legs up. âAlright, lift your nightgown, I want to check on the babyâ she said
Cathy nodded, lifting up her nightgown. She was aware Miss Wren was observing them intently, nervous as always.
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Mother Dust found it funny, how something as simole as peeing could bring her so much joy.
âOh donât worry so much Balenciagaâ Miss Treecreeper chastised gently, glancing at the window as she realised the sun was coming up.
Gently she felt Miss Glassbillâs belly and sighed. âThe little one doesnât seem to want to lie the right wayâ she informed. âThereâs still time though. Hopefully it will shiftâ
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Sharon opened his eyes. âDo you need something love?â He asked lovingly
Miss Wren frowned. "Mostly they strsighten themselves out." She agreed softly.
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Mother Dust shook her head, carefully climbing back into bed. "I just had to pee." She said happily, unable to hide her strange excitment.
âExactly. Iâll just keep checking up to make sure itâs shifting the right wayâ Miss Treecreeper said. âThe naughty little thing is lying sideways right nowâ
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Sharon smiled. âYou went all on your own?â He asked, moving to give her a gentle kiss.
Miss Wren laughed. "Beth did the same thing." She said softly.
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"Yes" Mother Dust said happily, kissing his back. "I'm getting more mobile every day."
Miss Glassbill looked over at her, smiling a little. âReally?â She asked, placing a hand on her belly and feeling the baby squirm.
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Sharon have her a gentle hug. âDo you want to go outside today?â He asked softly
"Really" Miss Wren said. "The old woman tried to make her turn but she wouldn't budge. I just had to wait it out. In the end she came out the right way."
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Mother dust nodded, happy in his arms. "Don't you think Ronaldo would lov eit if I did?"
Miss Glassbill laughed softly. âThatâs goodâ she said, turning her head to offer Miss Wren a kiss.
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Sharon nodded. âHe wouldâ he smiled
Mother nodded. "Then I should. "
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Miss Wren kissed her back.
"I'm going to go. Take it easy."
Sharon smiled. Sitting up and keeping his arm around her, unable to stop a smile.
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Miss Glassbill nodded. âBalenciagaâŠâ she said softly. âI have something to tell youâŠâ she said
"Things are finally looking up for us." Mother Dust said. "Finally."
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Miss Wren looked at ger expectantly, but was interrupted by a knock on the door. Cora stuck her head in, hurrying over to Cathy. "There.. there was a picture too." She said quietly, handing over the folded piece of paper.
ïżŒSharon smiled, giving her a little kiss. âThey areâ he agreed.
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Miss Glassbill took a deep shaky breath, trying to figure out the best way to say what she had to say . âBalenciaga, remember when you told me about Gretchen Tern?â She asked.
"Yes..?" Miss Wren's voice was trembling before she even heard the news.
Cora snuck out, leaving them with the terrible news and the gruesome picture.
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Mother smiled. "I love you. So much."
Miss Glassbill took a shaky breath. She didnât want to say but she knew she had to. âThey found her bodyâ she said softly. âIâm sorry balenciagaâ
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Sharon smiled, giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek
Mother Dust laughed, cuddling him more closely.
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"What?" Miss Wren shook her head. "That was ling ago. Long, long ago. I knew that."
Sharon sat up. âDo you want breakfast?â He offered.
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âExcept it wasnâtâ Miss Glassbill said softly. âThey just found her body, in Ireland. The wights had herâ she said quietly, trying to tell her as gently as she could
"No." Miss Wren immidiatly denied it. "No. Why would she be in Ireland? She was French!"
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"Yes please" mother nodded. "I'm hungry"
Miss Glassbill nodded. âIâm telling the truth. I wish I wasnâtâ she said softly. âThe wights took her⊠she wasnât deadâ she said quietly, feeling like a cold fist was squeezing her heart.
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Sharon smiled. âWhat would you like to eat?â He asked
"I don't know. Something that had a good textur I suppose. I still have some issue with and crumbly things." She said softly.
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All colour drained from Miss Wren's face as she under stood. "The picture. Give me the picture!" She said, reaching for the piece of paper.
âHow about porridge? We can put honey in itâ Sharon suggested.
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Miss Glassbill gulped, holding the picture a little tighter. âBakenciaga, it isnât pretty⊠I wouldnât lookâ she said softly
"Give it to me!" Miss Wren roared, grabbing her hands and bending open her fingers to get to it. She wasn't thinkikg clearly, thinking if she could just see it she would know she was wrong and it wasn't actually Miss Tern.
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Mother nodded eagerly. "That sounds wonderful!"
Miss Glassbill shrank back, her eyes wide as she pulled away from Balenciaga. âLoveâŠâ she called softly.
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Sharon smiled, getting dressed for the day and offering her his hand
Nother Dust took it, letting him help her up. "Help me get dressed?" She asked softly. "I was thinking maybe I could eat breakfast in the kitchen."
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Balenciaga ignored her. "You're wrong!" She said. "I know you're wrong!" She opened the picture and gasped, only for all sounds to then disappear. The oicture was grotesque, but there was no way she could not recognize her former lover. "Gretchen..."
Sharon smiled and nodded, getting her clothes and scarves for her. âDo you want me to take care of your hair for you?â He asked tenderly.
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Miss Glassbill curled up, ignoring her legs and wrapping her arms around herself. âIâm sorryâ she said softly. âBalenciagaâŠâ
Miss Wren started to cry, holding the photi to her chest. She couldn't believe she was alive all that time. That she could've saved her. "You were right" She sobbed. "What...why did they want her..."
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Mother sighed. "Please. I still can't reach very well."
Miss Glassbill gulped, feeling a dull ache in her chest. âThe wightsâŠâ it was hard to get the words out. âThey⊠they experimented on ymbrynesâ she said softly, tears welling in her own eyes.
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Sharon nodded, gently brushing her hair for her and tying it up so she could put the scarves over it.
"Experimented how?' Her voice was firm again, demanding. "Cathy how?!"
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Mother Dust smiled, wrapping the scarves up on top, covering the disfigured half of her face and her nose.
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"Hey...how are you?" Beth let John into her apartment, kissing him softly. "How's Laura?" John's mother had not yet been let out of the psych ward, the psycholgoist arguing that letting her out before all neccessary cintact with goverment officials and her employer had been concluded would be devastating for her emotionally and physically, and likely send her right back.
Miss Glassbill whimpered, she didnât want to say and it was bringing back bad memories. âThey⊠they wanted to-to createâŠ. More wights⊠they wanted to breed more wightsâ she choked out finally.
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âYouâre beautifulâ Sharon reminded softly.
ââ-
âTired, but Iâm fineâ John said. âMum is miserable. Sheâs lonely⊠and I canât spend all day with her⊠she misses her cat. Itâs all sheâs been talking aboutâ he sighed
"The peculiar one? Paws?" Beth asked. "Poor her...but can't they let her out soon? You know they're only trying to arrange for to have...a fair chance, when she comes out. So it won't be the same as it's been every time so far."
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Miss Wren fell quiet again. "I'm sorry." She wgispered, crying. "I had to ask." Then, she reached over. "You should keep your legs elivated.
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Mother looked at him sadly. "To you, perhaps."
John nodded. âShe wants her car so badâ he sighed and then nodded again. âI know⊠I just donât get how being stuck in there is doing any good for her. She hates it. Itâs miserableâ he said
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Miss Glassbill nodded, she pulled away a bit, not wanting to be touched. âIâm sorryâŠâ she whispered.
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âIt doesnât matter what anyone else thinkâ Sharon said seriously
Miss Wren was shocked to see Miss Glassbill pull away, and immidiatly felt guilty. Still, she couldn't express it, just cried helplessly.
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Mother Dust nodded. "Thank you." She said, still double chrcking the scarves in the mirror before going to leave the room.
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"I know" She agreed quietly. "I think...I think they think that nothing can happen when she's in there. She's safe and fed and protected. And when she come out, her life will be sorted for her."
Miss Glassbill didnât know what to do. She wanted to help but she felt sick herself. Sick and scared. Slowly she put her arm around Miss wren. âIâm sorry love, Iâm so sorryâ she said softly, hugging Miss Wren and trying to dry her tears. She knew she had to be strong right now.
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Sharon went with her, going to wake ronaldo as well.
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John nodded. âI know⊠but theyâre treating her like a childâ he said softly. âIt isnât rightâ
Beth bit her lip. "John...have you ever thought she need it? She's not very good at looking after herself. And...and she does have an intellectual disability."
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Mother Dust smiled, excited for them to wake her child as well.
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Miss Wren hugfed her back. "I thought.. I thought she was dead. All this time...she was alive." She cried.
John frowned. âYeah, but sheâs not a little kid. They can help her take care of herself without treating her like a babyâ he said.
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Gently Sharon woke ronaldo
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Miss Glassbill nodded. âI know⊠Iâm sorryâ she said quietly. âIâm sorry balenciaga. I know she meant a lot to youâ
Miss Wren nodded. "She...she ment everything." She said, not thinking of how it would feel to Cathy.
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"Morning love" Mother said softly when the boy started to stirr.
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Beth sighed. "I know. It itsn't right. But it qill ne okay."
Miss Glassbill clenched her jaw but said nothing. âI knowâ she said quietly. âI know loveâ she said quietly. Her heart was beating a little faster in her chest and she felt sick to her stomach. âIâm sorry you lost herâ she whispered, though what she really wanted to do was cry herself.
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Ronaldo smiled. âMum!â He said happily. âMum youâre out of bed!â
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John nodded. âI just donât like it when people treat mum like thatâ
Miss Wren nodded, continuing to cry.
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Mother Dust nodded. "I thought I'd eat breakfast in the kitchen today. I feel very good."
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Beth nodded. "I knoe. But it'll be over soon." She sighed. She immidiatly felt guilty for calli g in sick the last few days not wanting to go.
Miss Glassbill just sat there silently and hugged her, not knowing what else t do.
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âReally?!â Ronaldo asked exitedly, bolting out of bed to run and hug her.
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John nodded. âI just feel really bad for herâ he said softly
Beth nodded. "Talk to the psychologist. She's the one keeping here there."
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Mother nodded. "Really! I thought we could go outside later too.' She smiled.
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Eventually Miss Wren cried herself into an uneasy slumber.
âYes, maybe⊠maybe if I have mum move in with me, that way I can keep an eye on her and help her with bills and stuffâ he said.
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Ronaldo lit up. âYes! Yes letâs go outside!â He said happily.
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Miss Glassbill stayed awake, unable to sleep.
Beth nodded, then sighed. "And how long will you do that? Sooner or later she need to get along on her own. I mean...I get it, I really do. But..." She shut her mouth. "Never mind."
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Mother Dust chuckled. "After breakfast, honey."
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Miss Wren slept uneasily, moving and mummbling and moaning softly. The picture slipped out her hands, fluttering down on the cover.
âBut What?â John asked. âObviously mum canât be left on her own. She needs help. And I can help herâ he said.
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Ronaldo grinned and hugged her
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Miss Glassbill sighed, picking up the picture and putting it in the night table and gently stroking her hair to soothe her
Miss Wren calmed down. "Gretchen..." she mummbled.
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Mother Dust hugged him back, super happy.
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Beth nodded. "I know. And it works shortterm. But I'm thinking longterm...about you and me." She said softly.
Miss Glassbill sighed, trying to squash down a flair of jealousy.
âSheâs not here my loveâ she said softly. âIâm sorryâ
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âLetâs go eat, mum! I made more oranges!â Ronaldo said
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John frowned. âWeâll what else am I supposed to do!â He said. âMum needs someone who take care of her all the time!â
"I know!" Beth explained. "But I tohught...perhaps eventually...it's good to try and help her become more independant."
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Mother Dust chuckled. "I don't think I' ready for oranges. But your father promised porridge and honey."
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Miss Wren answered something inaudible, cuddling up to her.
John sighed. âIâm afraid if she gets left on her own again sheâll just get worse againâŠ. It happens. Every timeâ John said softly.
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Ronaldo nodded eagerly, holding her hand
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âIs Alright Love, just restâ Miss Glassbill said softly. âIâve got you⊠Iâm hereâ she said softly
Beth nodded. "Well I like Laura. So I suppose we can make it work."
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Miss Wren made a contant noise, cuddling close.
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Mother led her down the stairs.
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John nodded, rubbing his face. âIâm sorry BethâŠ. I just really worry about her. She needs to be taken care ofâ he said
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Miss Glassbill sighed, rubbing Balenciagaâs back and letting her cuddle as close as she needed while silently wondering why she couldnât be enough.
ââ
Ronaldo smiled and ran down the stairs
Mothrr followed her slowly.
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Balenciaga slept and dremt of Gretchen sweetly.
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"I know." Beth nodded. "I know. It's how it has to be right now."
Sharon stuck close by to make sure she was alright
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Miss Glassbill eventually managed to doze off as well.
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John sighed. âMaybe eventually We can get her her own place, somewhere nearby so we can keep an eye on herâ he said
Beth nodded slowly. "What about her flat? She has one now. How will you fit her things in here."
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Miss Nightjar awoke again later, looking over at Miss Petrel.
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Mother smiled, going to sit down. "Do.you need help with food?" She asked.
âI mean Iâve got an extra room. We donât need to bring everythingâ John said softly. âItâs just for a whileâ
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Miss petrel was still sleeping peacefully
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âNo, You sit down loveâ Sharon said
Beth smiled. "Wonderful. Do you rhink we can get her out?"
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Miss Nightjar sat up, looking at the woman. Gently, she lifted both shirts, looking at her chest.
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Mother nodded.
John nodded. âYeah. If. Tell them weâll look after herâ he said.
ââ
Mkss Petrel yawned and stsrted ti wake up
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Sharon loved to the stove
Miss Nightjsr quickly pulled down the shirt again, hiding her chest.
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Mother watched him, Ronaldo sitting next to her excited.
"Are you sure you don't want an orange?" He asked, having forgotten about last time.
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Beth nodded. "I'd be happy to stay home with her all day." She sa,id, happy to have another reason for not going to work
âYou donât have to hideâ Miss petrel said softly
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âNo!â Sharon turned around. âNo oranges!â
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John thought for a moment. âWould you be alright with that?â He asked
Beth nodded. Then, she took a deep breath. :Honestly,I've been thinking of finding a new job."
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Mother gave him a glare. "No thanks" she told Ronaldo sweetly.
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Miss Nightjar sighed. "I just don't like the way I look." She sighed.
John was surprised. âReally?â He asked âwhy? I thought you liked being a nurse.
ââ
Sharon still looked nervous but said nothing more.
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âWhy not?â Miss petrel asked softly, having never really seen the full extent of the scarring
"It's horrible. Half my chest is just...scars." she said sadly. That's...that's why I asked for an extra sweater last night. I had it to...to cover up. It felt better more covered up." She explained. "My nightmare was about when they sew together my chest. The bonemender was...rough."
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"I do" Beth said. "But I just...I just can't reaquint myself with working at the hospital. I don't want to be there anymore." She said honestly. "I've been calling in sick because I just can't do it."
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Mother waited patiently, letting Ronaldo eat his orange in peace.
Miss Petrel frowned. âIâm sure it isnât that badâ she said softly. âYou shouldnât be ashamedâ she said gently. âIâm sorry about your dream thoughâŠâ she sighed. Sheâd had her own fare share of bad dreams recently.
ââ-
John nodded, giving her a hug and a gentle kiss. âYou do what ever is best for you, alright?â She said quietly
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Soon Sharon brought the porridge over
Miss Glassbill & Miss Avocet RP
@almaperegrin
"Addison, where are you?"
Miss Wren walked down the corridor, looking for her missing dog. She'd seen him as recently as that very morning, but after breakfast he had quickly excused himself.
Now, it seemed, he was nowhere to be found.
Keeping her eyes down to dog level, she was too caught up in her own thoughts to look for oncoming traffic as she rounded a corner.
"You need help. I'm getting you help." She insisted stubbornly, putting Naomi back in her crib so she could breath a little easier before heading down to find Florence.
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Cora shivered. "We...I got some news. Aöparently the Wights have been hurting our Ymbeyne sisters more than we knew."
Miss Glassbill frowned but it was too late to argue since Miss wren had already hurried off.
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The blood drained from graceâs face and she moved closer to Cora. âWhat do you mean? Like what they did to Cathy and those others we rescued?â She asked
"Worse" Cora whispered. "They...they used them as incubators, for Wight soldiers. We're not ment to do that." She said, ready to cry.
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Miss Wren was completely whinded, wheezing when she came to the end of the corridor. She knockdd on the door sharply.
Grace was horrified. âOh godâŠâ she whispered, holding Cora a little closer. âThey couldnât have survived that, could they?â She asked softly.
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Miss Treecreeper came to the door. âWhat is it?â She asked quietly
Miss Wren had to catch her breath a little. "Something wrong...Cathy's legs are hurting her terribly."
Miss Treecreeper frowned. âIâll be right thereâ she said quietly, grabbing her dressing gown and medical bag before hurrying after Miss wren
"Some did. Mist didn't." Miss Woodpecker said sadly. "They sent a picture...it's grotescue."
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Miss Wren moved back towards their room as quick as she could, but had to stop about half-eay. "Go." She said. "I'll catch up."
Grace shuddered. âWhy would they send a picture?â She said, holding Cora a bit closer.
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Miss Treecreeper frowned. âIâm checking on you nextâ she said
The other Ymbrynes did...as proof. There was a specific Ymbryne in question." She said softly. "Who the Wights captured before they killed her, nd who we thought was dead."
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Miss Wren simply nodded, distravted by the pain and her worry for Cathy.
âOhâ grace said softly. âThatâs awfulâ she closed her eyes, trying not to imagine it
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Miss Treecreeper went into the bedroom to check on Miss Glassbill
Cora nodded. "Balenciaga was close to that particular ymbryne."
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Miss Glassbill looked up. "Balenciaga?" She asked, barely able to see anything until the light turned on.
âReally?â Grace asked. âShe isnât going to take it well when she hearsâ she said
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âItâs me. Balenciaga said your legs are hurting youâ Miss Treecreeper said.
"Why I wanted to speak to Cathy first." She nodded.
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"Oh...yes. they've been for a few days. But I don't think it should be that bad.
âGood ideaâ grace said softly.
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Miss Treecreeper sighed. âLet me see themâ she asked. âWhile Iâm here I want to check on the baby tooâ she added
Cira nodded. "Can we sleep now?"
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Cathy sighed, nodding. She moved the blanket outnof the way to show her.
Grace nodded, holding Cora close.
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Miss Treecreeper examined her legs and sighed. âCathy you should have called me earlier these look awfulâ she sighed, pointing to Cathyâs legs which were covered in swollen purple veins
Cathy blushed. "I didn't want to bother your for nothing."
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C8ra ckosed herbeyes, trying to sleep.
âIt isnât nothingâ Miss Treecreeper sighed. âTomorrow Iâm going to go out and buy a ou some compression stockings. For now Iâm banding your legs and I want you to elevate themâ she said. âAnd donât let the baby crawl on youâ she said, seeing Naomi who was ready to roll on top of her mother again.
ââ
Grace did as well
"I'm trying not to" She said, pushing her off. "So...they're swollen?" She asked.
Miss Wren managed to come in then, barely able to breath.
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âYes, your veins are swollen and your blood isnât flowing properlyâ Miss Treecreeper huffed
Miss Glassbill sighed. "Fine, I hear you. Now please check on Baleciaga" She asked, concerned for her partner.
âYes, I was planning on itâ Miss Treecreeper said, going over to Miss wren and making her sit down. âIâm going to wrap your Largs up after Cathyâ she said
Cathy nodded softly.
Miss Wren exhaled, only to regret it, her hand coming up to her side. Then, she tried to take a deeo breath and it wasn't even possible.
âAlright, letâs seeâ Miss Treecreeper said, getting her stethoscope to listen to Miss wrenâs lungs.
Miss Wren keot her breaths shallow but breathed as normal as she could.
âWeâll that doesnât sound too goodâ Miss Treecreeper said. âI want you to lie down flat, alright? To take pressure off your ribs and lungs.â
Miss Wren nodded, standing up to mive over to the bed. It was very difficult but she managed.
âCareful thereâ Miss Treecreeper said gently. âYour ribs arenât healing as quickly as Iâd like. Iâm worried about thatâ
Miss Wren sighed. "What does that mean?" She asked tiredly.
âIt means youâre pushing yourself too much.â Miss Treecreeper frowned. âAnd you need to rest. The best cure for broken ribs is restâ
Miss Wren huffed. "I've barely left bed for a week Florence!"
âWeâll I donât k ow what else to tell youâ Miss Treecreeper said. âRibs are tricky. Thereâs no easy fix. I canât just wrap them in a castâ she said
Miss Wren huffed again. "It had to be the ribs. Twice." She said unhappily, though by now she was soeaking to herself rather than her friend.
âYes, well no wonder itâs taking so long. Youâve broken them twice.â Miss Treecreeper sighed
Miss Wren nodded. "Unfortunatly." She agreed. "The first time was when we were still in the acre. But it was this year.
Miss Treecreeper sighed. âLook, if this gets worse youâll need to go to a hospital. Thereâs only so much I can do hereâ she said seriously
Miss Wren sighed and regretted it. "It won't get worse then." She said firmly.
âAlright thenâ Miss Treecreeper said, turning back to Miss Glassbill. âIâm going to wrap your legs now, and I want you to keep the elevatedâ she said
Miss Glassbill nodded. "I will" She promised softly.
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Mother Dust awoke, but it was not from pain, not the way she used to. Happily, she remembered that she was human now, and it seemed her bladder was asking for relief.
âGoodâ Miss Treecreeper said, bandaging her legs up. âAlright, lift your nightgown, I want to check on the babyâ she said
Cathy nodded, lifting up her nightgown. She was aware Miss Wren was observing them intently, nervous as always.
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Mother Dust found it funny, how something as simole as peeing could bring her so much joy.
âOh donât worry so much Balenciagaâ Miss Treecreeper chastised gently, glancing at the window as she realised the sun was coming up.
Gently she felt Miss Glassbillâs belly and sighed. âThe little one doesnât seem to want to lie the right wayâ she informed. âThereâs still time though. Hopefully it will shiftâ
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Sharon opened his eyes. âDo you need something love?â He asked lovingly
Miss Wren frowned. "Mostly they strsighten themselves out." She agreed softly.
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Mother Dust shook her head, carefully climbing back into bed. "I just had to pee." She said happily, unable to hide her strange excitment.
âExactly. Iâll just keep checking up to make sure itâs shifting the right wayâ Miss Treecreeper said. âThe naughty little thing is lying sideways right nowâ
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Sharon smiled. âYou went all on your own?â He asked, moving to give her a gentle kiss.
Miss Wren laughed. "Beth did the same thing." She said softly.
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"Yes" Mother Dust said happily, kissing his back. "I'm getting more mobile every day."
Miss Glassbill looked over at her, smiling a little. âReally?â She asked, placing a hand on her belly and feeling the baby squirm.
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Sharon have her a gentle hug. âDo you want to go outside today?â He asked softly
"Really" Miss Wren said. "The old woman tried to make her turn but she wouldn't budge. I just had to wait it out. In the end she came out the right way."
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Mother dust nodded, happy in his arms. "Don't you think Ronaldo would lov eit if I did?"
Miss Glassbill laughed softly. âThatâs goodâ she said, turning her head to offer Miss Wren a kiss.
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Sharon nodded. âHe wouldâ he smiled
Mother nodded. "Then I should. "
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Miss Wren kissed her back.
"I'm going to go. Take it easy."
Sharon smiled. Sitting up and keeping his arm around her, unable to stop a smile.
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Miss Glassbill nodded. âBalenciagaâŠâ she said softly. âI have something to tell youâŠâ she said
"Things are finally looking up for us." Mother Dust said. "Finally."
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Miss Wren looked at ger expectantly, but was interrupted by a knock on the door. Cora stuck her head in, hurrying over to Cathy. "There.. there was a picture too." She said quietly, handing over the folded piece of paper.
ïżŒSharon smiled, giving her a little kiss. âThey areâ he agreed.
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Miss Glassbill took a deep shaky breath, trying to figure out the best way to say what she had to say . âBalenciaga, remember when you told me about Gretchen Tern?â She asked.
"Yes..?" Miss Wren's voice was trembling before she even heard the news.
Cora snuck out, leaving them with the terrible news and the gruesome picture.
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Mother smiled. "I love you. So much."
Miss Glassbill took a shaky breath. She didnât want to say but she knew she had to. âThey found her bodyâ she said softly. âIâm sorry balenciagaâ
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Sharon smiled, giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek
Mother Dust laughed, cuddling him more closely.
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"What?" Miss Wren shook her head. "That was ling ago. Long, long ago. I knew that."
Sharon sat up. âDo you want breakfast?â He offered.
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âExcept it wasnâtâ Miss Glassbill said softly. âThey just found her body, in Ireland. The wights had herâ she said quietly, trying to tell her as gently as she could
"No." Miss Wren immidiatly denied it. "No. Why would she be in Ireland? She was French!"
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"Yes please" mother nodded. "I'm hungry"
Miss Glassbill nodded. âIâm telling the truth. I wish I wasnâtâ she said softly. âThe wights took her⊠she wasnât deadâ she said quietly, feeling like a cold fist was squeezing her heart.
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Sharon smiled. âWhat would you like to eat?â He asked
"I don't know. Something that had a good textur I suppose. I still have some issue with and crumbly things." She said softly.
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All colour drained from Miss Wren's face as she under stood. "The picture. Give me the picture!" She said, reaching for the piece of paper.
âHow about porridge? We can put honey in itâ Sharon suggested.
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Miss Glassbill gulped, holding the picture a little tighter. âBakenciaga, it isnât pretty⊠I wouldnât lookâ she said softly
"Give it to me!" Miss Wren roared, grabbing her hands and bending open her fingers to get to it. She wasn't thinkikg clearly, thinking if she could just see it she would know she was wrong and it wasn't actually Miss Tern.
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Mother nodded eagerly. "That sounds wonderful!"
Miss Glassbill shrank back, her eyes wide as she pulled away from Balenciaga. âLoveâŠâ she called softly.
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Sharon smiled, getting dressed for the day and offering her his hand
Nother Dust took it, letting him help her up. "Help me get dressed?" She asked softly. "I was thinking maybe I could eat breakfast in the kitchen."
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Balenciaga ignored her. "You're wrong!" She said. "I know you're wrong!" She opened the picture and gasped, only for all sounds to then disappear. The oicture was grotesque, but there was no way she could not recognize her former lover. "Gretchen..."
Sharon smiled and nodded, getting her clothes and scarves for her. âDo you want me to take care of your hair for you?â He asked tenderly.
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Miss Glassbill curled up, ignoring her legs and wrapping her arms around herself. âIâm sorryâ she said softly. âBalenciagaâŠâ
Miss Wren started to cry, holding the photi to her chest. She couldn't believe she was alive all that time. That she could've saved her. "You were right" She sobbed. "What...why did they want her..."
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Mother sighed. "Please. I still can't reach very well."
Miss Glassbill gulped, feeling a dull ache in her chest. âThe wightsâŠâ it was hard to get the words out. âThey⊠they experimented on ymbrynesâ she said softly, tears welling in her own eyes.
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Sharon nodded, gently brushing her hair for her and tying it up so she could put the scarves over it.
"Experimented how?' Her voice was firm again, demanding. "Cathy how?!"
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Mother Dust smiled, wrapping the scarves up on top, covering the disfigured half of her face and her nose.
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"Hey...how are you?" Beth let John into her apartment, kissing him softly. "How's Laura?" John's mother had not yet been let out of the psych ward, the psycholgoist arguing that letting her out before all neccessary cintact with goverment officials and her employer had been concluded would be devastating for her emotionally and physically, and likely send her right back.
Miss Glassbill whimpered, she didnât want to say and it was bringing back bad memories. âThey⊠they wanted to-to createâŠ. More wights⊠they wanted to breed more wightsâ she choked out finally.
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âYouâre beautifulâ Sharon reminded softly.
ââ-
âTired, but Iâm fineâ John said. âMum is miserable. Sheâs lonely⊠and I canât spend all day with her⊠she misses her cat. Itâs all sheâs been talking aboutâ he sighed
"The peculiar one? Paws?" Beth asked. "Poor her...but can't they let her out soon? You know they're only trying to arrange for to have...a fair chance, when she comes out. So it won't be the same as it's been every time so far."
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Miss Wren fell quiet again. "I'm sorry." She wgispered, crying. "I had to ask." Then, she reached over. "You should keep your legs elivated.
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Mother looked at him sadly. "To you, perhaps."
John nodded. âShe wants her car so badâ he sighed and then nodded again. âI know⊠I just donât get how being stuck in there is doing any good for her. She hates it. Itâs miserableâ he said
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Miss Glassbill nodded, she pulled away a bit, not wanting to be touched. âIâm sorryâŠâ she whispered.
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âIt doesnât matter what anyone else thinkâ Sharon said seriously
Miss Wren was shocked to see Miss Glassbill pull away, and immidiatly felt guilty. Still, she couldn't express it, just cried helplessly.
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Mother Dust nodded. "Thank you." She said, still double chrcking the scarves in the mirror before going to leave the room.
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"I know" She agreed quietly. "I think...I think they think that nothing can happen when she's in there. She's safe and fed and protected. And when she come out, her life will be sorted for her."
Miss Glassbill didnât know what to do. She wanted to help but she felt sick herself. Sick and scared. Slowly she put her arm around Miss wren. âIâm sorry love, Iâm so sorryâ she said softly, hugging Miss Wren and trying to dry her tears. She knew she had to be strong right now.
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Sharon went with her, going to wake ronaldo as well.
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John nodded. âI know⊠but theyâre treating her like a childâ he said softly. âIt isnât rightâ
Beth bit her lip. "John...have you ever thought she need it? She's not very good at looking after herself. And...and she does have an intellectual disability."
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Mother Dust smiled, excited for them to wake her child as well.
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Miss Wren hugfed her back. "I thought.. I thought she was dead. All this time...she was alive." She cried.
John frowned. âYeah, but sheâs not a little kid. They can help her take care of herself without treating her like a babyâ he said.
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Gently Sharon woke ronaldo
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Miss Glassbill nodded. âI know⊠Iâm sorryâ she said quietly. âIâm sorry balenciaga. I know she meant a lot to youâ
Miss Wren nodded. "She...she ment everything." She said, not thinking of how it would feel to Cathy.
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"Morning love" Mother said softly when the boy started to stirr.
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Beth sighed. "I know. It itsn't right. But it qill ne okay."
Miss Glassbill clenched her jaw but said nothing. âI knowâ she said quietly. âI know loveâ she said quietly. Her heart was beating a little faster in her chest and she felt sick to her stomach. âIâm sorry you lost herâ she whispered, though what she really wanted to do was cry herself.
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Ronaldo smiled. âMum!â He said happily. âMum youâre out of bed!â
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John nodded. âI just donât like it when people treat mum like thatâ
Miss Wren nodded, continuing to cry.
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Mother Dust nodded. "I thought I'd eat breakfast in the kitchen today. I feel very good."
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Beth nodded. "I knoe. But it'll be over soon." She sighed. She immidiatly felt guilty for calli g in sick the last few days not wanting to go.
Miss Glassbill just sat there silently and hugged her, not knowing what else t do.
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âReally?!â Ronaldo asked exitedly, bolting out of bed to run and hug her.
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John nodded. âI just feel really bad for herâ he said softly
Beth nodded. "Talk to the psychologist. She's the one keeping here there."
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Mother nodded. "Really! I thought we could go outside later too.' She smiled.
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Eventually Miss Wren cried herself into an uneasy slumber.
âYes, maybe⊠maybe if I have mum move in with me, that way I can keep an eye on her and help her with bills and stuffâ he said.
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Ronaldo lit up. âYes! Yes letâs go outside!â He said happily.
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Miss Glassbill stayed awake, unable to sleep.
Beth nodded, then sighed. "And how long will you do that? Sooner or later she need to get along on her own. I mean...I get it, I really do. But..." She shut her mouth. "Never mind."
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Mother Dust chuckled. "After breakfast, honey."
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Miss Wren slept uneasily, moving and mummbling and moaning softly. The picture slipped out her hands, fluttering down on the cover.
âBut What?â John asked. âObviously mum canât be left on her own. She needs help. And I can help herâ he said.
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Ronaldo grinned and hugged her
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Miss Glassbill sighed, picking up the picture and putting it in the night table and gently stroking her hair to soothe her
Miss Wren calmed down. "Gretchen..." she mummbled.
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Mother Dust hugged him back, super happy.
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Beth nodded. "I know. And it works shortterm. But I'm thinking longterm...about you and me." She said softly.
Miss Glassbill sighed, trying to squash down a flair of jealousy.
âSheâs not here my loveâ she said softly. âIâm sorryâ
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âLetâs go eat, mum! I made more oranges!â Ronaldo said
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John frowned. âWeâll what else am I supposed to do!â He said. âMum needs someone who take care of her all the time!â
"I know!" Beth explained. "But I tohught...perhaps eventually...it's good to try and help her become more independant."
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Mother Dust chuckled. "I don't think I' ready for oranges. But your father promised porridge and honey."
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Miss Wren answered something inaudible, cuddling up to her.
John sighed. âIâm afraid if she gets left on her own again sheâll just get worse againâŠ. It happens. Every timeâ John said softly.
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Ronaldo nodded eagerly, holding her hand
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âIs Alright Love, just restâ Miss Glassbill said softly. âIâve got you⊠Iâm hereâ she said softly
Beth nodded. "Well I like Laura. So I suppose we can make it work."
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Miss Wren made a contant noise, cuddling close.
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Mother led her down the stairs.
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John nodded, rubbing his face. âIâm sorry BethâŠ. I just really worry about her. She needs to be taken care ofâ he said
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Miss Glassbill sighed, rubbing Balenciagaâs back and letting her cuddle as close as she needed while silently wondering why she couldnât be enough.
ââ
Ronaldo smiled and ran down the stairs
Mothrr followed her slowly.
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Balenciaga slept and dremt of Gretchen sweetly.
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"I know." Beth nodded. "I know. It's how it has to be right now."
Sharon stuck close by to make sure she was alright
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Miss Glassbill eventually managed to doze off as well.
ââ
John sighed. âMaybe eventually We can get her her own place, somewhere nearby so we can keep an eye on herâ he said
Beth nodded slowly. "What about her flat? She has one now. How will you fit her things in here."
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Miss Nightjar awoke again later, looking over at Miss Petrel.
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Mother smiled, going to sit down. "Do.you need help with food?" She asked.
âI mean Iâve got an extra room. We donât need to bring everythingâ John said softly. âItâs just for a whileâ
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Miss petrel was still sleeping peacefully
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âNo, You sit down loveâ Sharon said
Beth smiled. "Wonderful. Do you rhink we can get her out?"
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Miss Nightjar sat up, looking at the woman. Gently, she lifted both shirts, looking at her chest.
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Mother nodded.
John nodded. âYeah. If. Tell them weâll look after herâ he said.
ââ
Mkss Petrel yawned and stsrted ti wake up
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Sharon loved to the stove
Miss Nightjsr quickly pulled down the shirt again, hiding her chest.
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Mother watched him, Ronaldo sitting next to her excited.
"Are you sure you don't want an orange?" He asked, having forgotten about last time.
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Beth nodded. "I'd be happy to stay home with her all day." She sa,id, happy to have another reason for not going to work
âYou donât have to hideâ Miss petrel said softly
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âNo!â Sharon turned around. âNo oranges!â
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John thought for a moment. âWould you be alright with that?â He asked
Beth nodded. Then, she took a deep breath. :Honestly,I've been thinking of finding a new job."
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Mother gave him a glare. "No thanks" she told Ronaldo sweetly.
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Miss Nightjar sighed. "I just don't like the way I look." She sighed.
John was surprised. âReally?â He asked âwhy? I thought you liked being a nurse.
ââ
Sharon still looked nervous but said nothing more.
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âWhy not?â Miss petrel asked softly, having never really seen the full extent of the scarring
Miss Glassbill & Miss Avocet RP
@almaperegrin
"Addison, where are you?"
Miss Wren walked down the corridor, looking for her missing dog. She'd seen him as recently as that very morning, but after breakfast he had quickly excused himself.
Now, it seemed, he was nowhere to be found.
Keeping her eyes down to dog level, she was too caught up in her own thoughts to look for oncoming traffic as she rounded a corner.
"You need help. I'm getting you help." She insisted stubbornly, putting Naomi back in her crib so she could breath a little easier before heading down to find Florence.
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Cora shivered. "We...I got some news. Aöparently the Wights have been hurting our Ymbeyne sisters more than we knew."
Miss Glassbill frowned but it was too late to argue since Miss wren had already hurried off.
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The blood drained from graceâs face and she moved closer to Cora. âWhat do you mean? Like what they did to Cathy and those others we rescued?â She asked
"Worse" Cora whispered. "They...they used them as incubators, for Wight soldiers. We're not ment to do that." She said, ready to cry.
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Miss Wren was completely whinded, wheezing when she came to the end of the corridor. She knockdd on the door sharply.
Grace was horrified. âOh godâŠâ she whispered, holding Cora a little closer. âThey couldnât have survived that, could they?â She asked softly.
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Miss Treecreeper came to the door. âWhat is it?â She asked quietly
Miss Wren had to catch her breath a little. "Something wrong...Cathy's legs are hurting her terribly."
Miss Treecreeper frowned. âIâll be right thereâ she said quietly, grabbing her dressing gown and medical bag before hurrying after Miss wren
"Some did. Mist didn't." Miss Woodpecker said sadly. "They sent a picture...it's grotescue."
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Miss Wren moved back towards their room as quick as she could, but had to stop about half-eay. "Go." She said. "I'll catch up."
Grace shuddered. âWhy would they send a picture?â She said, holding Cora a bit closer.
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Miss Treecreeper frowned. âIâm checking on you nextâ she said
The other Ymbrynes did...as proof. There was a specific Ymbryne in question." She said softly. "Who the Wights captured before they killed her, nd who we thought was dead."
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Miss Wren simply nodded, distravted by the pain and her worry for Cathy.
âOhâ grace said softly. âThatâs awfulâ she closed her eyes, trying not to imagine it
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Miss Treecreeper went into the bedroom to check on Miss Glassbill
Cora nodded. "Balenciaga was close to that particular ymbryne."
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Miss Glassbill looked up. "Balenciaga?" She asked, barely able to see anything until the light turned on.
âReally?â Grace asked. âShe isnât going to take it well when she hearsâ she said
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âItâs me. Balenciaga said your legs are hurting youâ Miss Treecreeper said.
"Why I wanted to speak to Cathy first." She nodded.
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"Oh...yes. they've been for a few days. But I don't think it should be that bad.
âGood ideaâ grace said softly.
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Miss Treecreeper sighed. âLet me see themâ she asked. âWhile Iâm here I want to check on the baby tooâ she added
Cira nodded. "Can we sleep now?"
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Cathy sighed, nodding. She moved the blanket outnof the way to show her.
Grace nodded, holding Cora close.
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Miss Treecreeper examined her legs and sighed. âCathy you should have called me earlier these look awfulâ she sighed, pointing to Cathyâs legs which were covered in swollen purple veins
Cathy blushed. "I didn't want to bother your for nothing."
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C8ra ckosed herbeyes, trying to sleep.
âIt isnât nothingâ Miss Treecreeper sighed. âTomorrow Iâm going to go out and buy a ou some compression stockings. For now Iâm banding your legs and I want you to elevate themâ she said. âAnd donât let the baby crawl on youâ she said, seeing Naomi who was ready to roll on top of her mother again.
ââ
Grace did as well
"I'm trying not to" She said, pushing her off. "So...they're swollen?" She asked.
Miss Wren managed to come in then, barely able to breath.
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âYes, your veins are swollen and your blood isnât flowing properlyâ Miss Treecreeper huffed
Miss Glassbill sighed. "Fine, I hear you. Now please check on Baleciaga" She asked, concerned for her partner.
âYes, I was planning on itâ Miss Treecreeper said, going over to Miss wren and making her sit down. âIâm going to wrap your Largs up after Cathyâ she said
Cathy nodded softly.
Miss Wren exhaled, only to regret it, her hand coming up to her side. Then, she tried to take a deeo breath and it wasn't even possible.
âAlright, letâs seeâ Miss Treecreeper said, getting her stethoscope to listen to Miss wrenâs lungs.
Miss Wren keot her breaths shallow but breathed as normal as she could.
âWeâll that doesnât sound too goodâ Miss Treecreeper said. âI want you to lie down flat, alright? To take pressure off your ribs and lungs.â
Miss Wren nodded, standing up to mive over to the bed. It was very difficult but she managed.
âCareful thereâ Miss Treecreeper said gently. âYour ribs arenât healing as quickly as Iâd like. Iâm worried about thatâ
Miss Wren sighed. "What does that mean?" She asked tiredly.
âIt means youâre pushing yourself too much.â Miss Treecreeper frowned. âAnd you need to rest. The best cure for broken ribs is restâ
Miss Wren huffed. "I've barely left bed for a week Florence!"
âWeâll I donât k ow what else to tell youâ Miss Treecreeper said. âRibs are tricky. Thereâs no easy fix. I canât just wrap them in a castâ she said
Miss Wren huffed again. "It had to be the ribs. Twice." She said unhappily, though by now she was soeaking to herself rather than her friend.
âYes, well no wonder itâs taking so long. Youâve broken them twice.â Miss Treecreeper sighed
Miss Wren nodded. "Unfortunatly." She agreed. "The first time was when we were still in the acre. But it was this year.
Miss Treecreeper sighed. âLook, if this gets worse youâll need to go to a hospital. Thereâs only so much I can do hereâ she said seriously
Miss Wren sighed and regretted it. "It won't get worse then." She said firmly.
âAlright thenâ Miss Treecreeper said, turning back to Miss Glassbill. âIâm going to wrap your legs now, and I want you to keep the elevatedâ she said
Miss Glassbill nodded. "I will" She promised softly.
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Mother Dust awoke, but it was not from pain, not the way she used to. Happily, she remembered that she was human now, and it seemed her bladder was asking for relief.
âGoodâ Miss Treecreeper said, bandaging her legs up. âAlright, lift your nightgown, I want to check on the babyâ she said
Cathy nodded, lifting up her nightgown. She was aware Miss Wren was observing them intently, nervous as always.
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Mother Dust found it funny, how something as simole as peeing could bring her so much joy.
âOh donât worry so much Balenciagaâ Miss Treecreeper chastised gently, glancing at the window as she realised the sun was coming up.
Gently she felt Miss Glassbillâs belly and sighed. âThe little one doesnât seem to want to lie the right wayâ she informed. âThereâs still time though. Hopefully it will shiftâ
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Sharon opened his eyes. âDo you need something love?â He asked lovingly
Miss Wren frowned. "Mostly they strsighten themselves out." She agreed softly.
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Mother Dust shook her head, carefully climbing back into bed. "I just had to pee." She said happily, unable to hide her strange excitment.
âExactly. Iâll just keep checking up to make sure itâs shifting the right wayâ Miss Treecreeper said. âThe naughty little thing is lying sideways right nowâ
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Sharon smiled. âYou went all on your own?â He asked, moving to give her a gentle kiss.
Miss Wren laughed. "Beth did the same thing." She said softly.
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"Yes" Mother Dust said happily, kissing his back. "I'm getting more mobile every day."
Miss Glassbill looked over at her, smiling a little. âReally?â She asked, placing a hand on her belly and feeling the baby squirm.
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Sharon have her a gentle hug. âDo you want to go outside today?â He asked softly
"Really" Miss Wren said. "The old woman tried to make her turn but she wouldn't budge. I just had to wait it out. In the end she came out the right way."
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Mother dust nodded, happy in his arms. "Don't you think Ronaldo would lov eit if I did?"
Miss Glassbill laughed softly. âThatâs goodâ she said, turning her head to offer Miss Wren a kiss.
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Sharon nodded. âHe wouldâ he smiled
Mother nodded. "Then I should. "
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Miss Wren kissed her back.
"I'm going to go. Take it easy."
Sharon smiled. Sitting up and keeping his arm around her, unable to stop a smile.
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Miss Glassbill nodded. âBalenciagaâŠâ she said softly. âI have something to tell youâŠâ she said
"Things are finally looking up for us." Mother Dust said. "Finally."
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Miss Wren looked at ger expectantly, but was interrupted by a knock on the door. Cora stuck her head in, hurrying over to Cathy. "There.. there was a picture too." She said quietly, handing over the folded piece of paper.
ïżŒSharon smiled, giving her a little kiss. âThey areâ he agreed.
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Miss Glassbill took a deep shaky breath, trying to figure out the best way to say what she had to say . âBalenciaga, remember when you told me about Gretchen Tern?â She asked.
"Yes..?" Miss Wren's voice was trembling before she even heard the news.
Cora snuck out, leaving them with the terrible news and the gruesome picture.
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Mother smiled. "I love you. So much."
Miss Glassbill took a shaky breath. She didnât want to say but she knew she had to. âThey found her bodyâ she said softly. âIâm sorry balenciagaâ
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Sharon smiled, giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek
Mother Dust laughed, cuddling him more closely.
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"What?" Miss Wren shook her head. "That was ling ago. Long, long ago. I knew that."
Sharon sat up. âDo you want breakfast?â He offered.
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âExcept it wasnâtâ Miss Glassbill said softly. âThey just found her body, in Ireland. The wights had herâ she said quietly, trying to tell her as gently as she could
"No." Miss Wren immidiatly denied it. "No. Why would she be in Ireland? She was French!"
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"Yes please" mother nodded. "I'm hungry"
Miss Glassbill nodded. âIâm telling the truth. I wish I wasnâtâ she said softly. âThe wights took her⊠she wasnât deadâ she said quietly, feeling like a cold fist was squeezing her heart.
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Sharon smiled. âWhat would you like to eat?â He asked
"I don't know. Something that had a good textur I suppose. I still have some issue with and crumbly things." She said softly.
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All colour drained from Miss Wren's face as she under stood. "The picture. Give me the picture!" She said, reaching for the piece of paper.
âHow about porridge? We can put honey in itâ Sharon suggested.
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Miss Glassbill gulped, holding the picture a little tighter. âBakenciaga, it isnât pretty⊠I wouldnât lookâ she said softly
"Give it to me!" Miss Wren roared, grabbing her hands and bending open her fingers to get to it. She wasn't thinkikg clearly, thinking if she could just see it she would know she was wrong and it wasn't actually Miss Tern.
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Mother nodded eagerly. "That sounds wonderful!"
Miss Glassbill shrank back, her eyes wide as she pulled away from Balenciaga. âLoveâŠâ she called softly.
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Sharon smiled, getting dressed for the day and offering her his hand
Nother Dust took it, letting him help her up. "Help me get dressed?" She asked softly. "I was thinking maybe I could eat breakfast in the kitchen."
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Balenciaga ignored her. "You're wrong!" She said. "I know you're wrong!" She opened the picture and gasped, only for all sounds to then disappear. The oicture was grotesque, but there was no way she could not recognize her former lover. "Gretchen..."
Sharon smiled and nodded, getting her clothes and scarves for her. âDo you want me to take care of your hair for you?â He asked tenderly.
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Miss Glassbill curled up, ignoring her legs and wrapping her arms around herself. âIâm sorryâ she said softly. âBalenciagaâŠâ
Miss Wren started to cry, holding the photi to her chest. She couldn't believe she was alive all that time. That she could've saved her. "You were right" She sobbed. "What...why did they want her..."
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Mother sighed. "Please. I still can't reach very well."
Miss Glassbill gulped, feeling a dull ache in her chest. âThe wightsâŠâ it was hard to get the words out. âThey⊠they experimented on ymbrynesâ she said softly, tears welling in her own eyes.
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Sharon nodded, gently brushing her hair for her and tying it up so she could put the scarves over it.
"Experimented how?' Her voice was firm again, demanding. "Cathy how?!"
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Mother Dust smiled, wrapping the scarves up on top, covering the disfigured half of her face and her nose.
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"Hey...how are you?" Beth let John into her apartment, kissing him softly. "How's Laura?" John's mother had not yet been let out of the psych ward, the psycholgoist arguing that letting her out before all neccessary cintact with goverment officials and her employer had been concluded would be devastating for her emotionally and physically, and likely send her right back.
Miss Glassbill whimpered, she didnât want to say and it was bringing back bad memories. âThey⊠they wanted to-to createâŠ. More wights⊠they wanted to breed more wightsâ she choked out finally.
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âYouâre beautifulâ Sharon reminded softly.
ââ-
âTired, but Iâm fineâ John said. âMum is miserable. Sheâs lonely⊠and I canât spend all day with her⊠she misses her cat. Itâs all sheâs been talking aboutâ he sighed
"The peculiar one? Paws?" Beth asked. "Poor her...but can't they let her out soon? You know they're only trying to arrange for to have...a fair chance, when she comes out. So it won't be the same as it's been every time so far."
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Miss Wren fell quiet again. "I'm sorry." She wgispered, crying. "I had to ask." Then, she reached over. "You should keep your legs elivated.
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Mother looked at him sadly. "To you, perhaps."
John nodded. âShe wants her car so badâ he sighed and then nodded again. âI know⊠I just donât get how being stuck in there is doing any good for her. She hates it. Itâs miserableâ he said
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Miss Glassbill nodded, she pulled away a bit, not wanting to be touched. âIâm sorryâŠâ she whispered.
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âIt doesnât matter what anyone else thinkâ Sharon said seriously
Miss Wren was shocked to see Miss Glassbill pull away, and immidiatly felt guilty. Still, she couldn't express it, just cried helplessly.
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Mother Dust nodded. "Thank you." She said, still double chrcking the scarves in the mirror before going to leave the room.
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"I know" She agreed quietly. "I think...I think they think that nothing can happen when she's in there. She's safe and fed and protected. And when she come out, her life will be sorted for her."
Miss Glassbill didnât know what to do. She wanted to help but she felt sick herself. Sick and scared. Slowly she put her arm around Miss wren. âIâm sorry love, Iâm so sorryâ she said softly, hugging Miss Wren and trying to dry her tears. She knew she had to be strong right now.
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Sharon went with her, going to wake ronaldo as well.
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John nodded. âI know⊠but theyâre treating her like a childâ he said softly. âIt isnât rightâ
Beth bit her lip. "John...have you ever thought she need it? She's not very good at looking after herself. And...and she does have an intellectual disability."
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Mother Dust smiled, excited for them to wake her child as well.
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Miss Wren hugfed her back. "I thought.. I thought she was dead. All this time...she was alive." She cried.
John frowned. âYeah, but sheâs not a little kid. They can help her take care of herself without treating her like a babyâ he said.
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Gently Sharon woke ronaldo
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Miss Glassbill nodded. âI know⊠Iâm sorryâ she said quietly. âIâm sorry balenciaga. I know she meant a lot to youâ
Miss Wren nodded. "She...she ment everything." She said, not thinking of how it would feel to Cathy.
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"Morning love" Mother said softly when the boy started to stirr.
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Beth sighed. "I know. It itsn't right. But it qill ne okay."
Miss Glassbill clenched her jaw but said nothing. âI knowâ she said quietly. âI know loveâ she said quietly. Her heart was beating a little faster in her chest and she felt sick to her stomach. âIâm sorry you lost herâ she whispered, though what she really wanted to do was cry herself.
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Ronaldo smiled. âMum!â He said happily. âMum youâre out of bed!â
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John nodded. âI just donât like it when people treat mum like thatâ
Miss Wren nodded, continuing to cry.
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Mother Dust nodded. "I thought I'd eat breakfast in the kitchen today. I feel very good."
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Beth nodded. "I knoe. But it'll be over soon." She sighed. She immidiatly felt guilty for calli g in sick the last few days not wanting to go.
Miss Glassbill just sat there silently and hugged her, not knowing what else t do.
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âReally?!â Ronaldo asked exitedly, bolting out of bed to run and hug her.
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John nodded. âI just feel really bad for herâ he said softly
Beth nodded. "Talk to the psychologist. She's the one keeping here there."
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Mother nodded. "Really! I thought we could go outside later too.' She smiled.
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Eventually Miss Wren cried herself into an uneasy slumber.
âYes, maybe⊠maybe if I have mum move in with me, that way I can keep an eye on her and help her with bills and stuffâ he said.
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Ronaldo lit up. âYes! Yes letâs go outside!â He said happily.
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Miss Glassbill stayed awake, unable to sleep.
Beth nodded, then sighed. "And how long will you do that? Sooner or later she need to get along on her own. I mean...I get it, I really do. But..." She shut her mouth. "Never mind."
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Mother Dust chuckled. "After breakfast, honey."
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Miss Wren slept uneasily, moving and mummbling and moaning softly. The picture slipped out her hands, fluttering down on the cover.
âBut What?â John asked. âObviously mum canât be left on her own. She needs help. And I can help herâ he said.
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Ronaldo grinned and hugged her
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Miss Glassbill sighed, picking up the picture and putting it in the night table and gently stroking her hair to soothe her
Miss Wren calmed down. "Gretchen..." she mummbled.
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Mother Dust hugged him back, super happy.
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Beth nodded. "I know. And it works shortterm. But I'm thinking longterm...about you and me." She said softly.
Miss Glassbill sighed, trying to squash down a flair of jealousy.
âSheâs not here my loveâ she said softly. âIâm sorryâ
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âLetâs go eat, mum! I made more oranges!â Ronaldo said
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John frowned. âWeâll what else am I supposed to do!â He said. âMum needs someone who take care of her all the time!â
"I know!" Beth explained. "But I tohught...perhaps eventually...it's good to try and help her become more independant."
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Mother Dust chuckled. "I don't think I' ready for oranges. But your father promised porridge and honey."
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Miss Wren answered something inaudible, cuddling up to her.
John sighed. âIâm afraid if she gets left on her own again sheâll just get worse againâŠ. It happens. Every timeâ John said softly.
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Ronaldo nodded eagerly, holding her hand
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âIs Alright Love, just restâ Miss Glassbill said softly. âIâve got you⊠Iâm hereâ she said softly
Beth nodded. "Well I like Laura. So I suppose we can make it work."
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Miss Wren made a contant noise, cuddling close.
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Mother led her down the stairs.
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John nodded, rubbing his face. âIâm sorry BethâŠ. I just really worry about her. She needs to be taken care ofâ he said
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Miss Glassbill sighed, rubbing Balenciagaâs back and letting her cuddle as close as she needed while silently wondering why she couldnât be enough.
ââ
Ronaldo smiled and ran down the stairs
Mothrr followed her slowly.
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Balenciaga slept and dremt of Gretchen sweetly.
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"I know." Beth nodded. "I know. It's how it has to be right now."
Sharon stuck close by to make sure she was alright
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Miss Glassbill eventually managed to doze off as well.
ââ
John sighed. âMaybe eventually We can get her her own place, somewhere nearby so we can keep an eye on herâ he said
Beth nodded slowly. "What about her flat? She has one now. How will you fit her things in here."
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Miss Nightjar awoke again later, looking over at Miss Petrel.
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Mother smiled, going to sit down. "Do.you need help with food?" She asked.
âI mean Iâve got an extra room. We donât need to bring everythingâ John said softly. âItâs just for a whileâ
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Miss petrel was still sleeping peacefully
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âNo, You sit down loveâ Sharon said
Beth smiled. "Wonderful. Do you rhink we can get her out?"
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Miss Nightjar sat up, looking at the woman. Gently, she lifted both shirts, looking at her chest.
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Mother nodded.
John nodded. âYeah. If. Tell them weâll look after herâ he said.
ââ
Mkss Petrel yawned and stsrted ti wake up
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Sharon loved to the stove
Miss Nightjsr quickly pulled down the shirt again, hiding her chest.
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Mother watched him, Ronaldo sitting next to her excited.
"Are you sure you don't want an orange?" He asked, having forgotten about last time.
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Beth nodded. "I'd be happy to stay home with her all day." She sa,id, happy to have another reason for not going to work
âYou donât have to hideâ Miss petrel said softly
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âNo!â Sharon turned around. âNo oranges!â
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John thought for a moment. âWould you be alright with that?â He asked
Miss Glassbill & Miss Avocet RP
@almaperegrin
"Addison, where are you?"
Miss Wren walked down the corridor, looking for her missing dog. She'd seen him as recently as that very morning, but after breakfast he had quickly excused himself.
Now, it seemed, he was nowhere to be found.
Keeping her eyes down to dog level, she was too caught up in her own thoughts to look for oncoming traffic as she rounded a corner.
"You need help. I'm getting you help." She insisted stubbornly, putting Naomi back in her crib so she could breath a little easier before heading down to find Florence.
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Cora shivered. "We...I got some news. Aöparently the Wights have been hurting our Ymbeyne sisters more than we knew."
Miss Glassbill frowned but it was too late to argue since Miss wren had already hurried off.
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The blood drained from graceâs face and she moved closer to Cora. âWhat do you mean? Like what they did to Cathy and those others we rescued?â She asked
"Worse" Cora whispered. "They...they used them as incubators, for Wight soldiers. We're not ment to do that." She said, ready to cry.
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Miss Wren was completely whinded, wheezing when she came to the end of the corridor. She knockdd on the door sharply.
Grace was horrified. âOh godâŠâ she whispered, holding Cora a little closer. âThey couldnât have survived that, could they?â She asked softly.
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Miss Treecreeper came to the door. âWhat is it?â She asked quietly
Miss Wren had to catch her breath a little. "Something wrong...Cathy's legs are hurting her terribly."
Miss Treecreeper frowned. âIâll be right thereâ she said quietly, grabbing her dressing gown and medical bag before hurrying after Miss wren
"Some did. Mist didn't." Miss Woodpecker said sadly. "They sent a picture...it's grotescue."
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Miss Wren moved back towards their room as quick as she could, but had to stop about half-eay. "Go." She said. "I'll catch up."
Grace shuddered. âWhy would they send a picture?â She said, holding Cora a bit closer.
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Miss Treecreeper frowned. âIâm checking on you nextâ she said
The other Ymbrynes did...as proof. There was a specific Ymbryne in question." She said softly. "Who the Wights captured before they killed her, nd who we thought was dead."
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Miss Wren simply nodded, distravted by the pain and her worry for Cathy.
âOhâ grace said softly. âThatâs awfulâ she closed her eyes, trying not to imagine it
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Miss Treecreeper went into the bedroom to check on Miss Glassbill
Cora nodded. "Balenciaga was close to that particular ymbryne."
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Miss Glassbill looked up. "Balenciaga?" She asked, barely able to see anything until the light turned on.
âReally?â Grace asked. âShe isnât going to take it well when she hearsâ she said
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âItâs me. Balenciaga said your legs are hurting youâ Miss Treecreeper said.
"Why I wanted to speak to Cathy first." She nodded.
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"Oh...yes. they've been for a few days. But I don't think it should be that bad.
âGood ideaâ grace said softly.
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Miss Treecreeper sighed. âLet me see themâ she asked. âWhile Iâm here I want to check on the baby tooâ she added
Cira nodded. "Can we sleep now?"
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Cathy sighed, nodding. She moved the blanket outnof the way to show her.
Grace nodded, holding Cora close.
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Miss Treecreeper examined her legs and sighed. âCathy you should have called me earlier these look awfulâ she sighed, pointing to Cathyâs legs which were covered in swollen purple veins
Cathy blushed. "I didn't want to bother your for nothing."
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C8ra ckosed herbeyes, trying to sleep.
âIt isnât nothingâ Miss Treecreeper sighed. âTomorrow Iâm going to go out and buy a ou some compression stockings. For now Iâm banding your legs and I want you to elevate themâ she said. âAnd donât let the baby crawl on youâ she said, seeing Naomi who was ready to roll on top of her mother again.
ââ
Grace did as well
"I'm trying not to" She said, pushing her off. "So...they're swollen?" She asked.
Miss Wren managed to come in then, barely able to breath.
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âYes, your veins are swollen and your blood isnât flowing properlyâ Miss Treecreeper huffed
Miss Glassbill sighed. "Fine, I hear you. Now please check on Baleciaga" She asked, concerned for her partner.
âYes, I was planning on itâ Miss Treecreeper said, going over to Miss wren and making her sit down. âIâm going to wrap your Largs up after Cathyâ she said
Cathy nodded softly.
Miss Wren exhaled, only to regret it, her hand coming up to her side. Then, she tried to take a deeo breath and it wasn't even possible.
âAlright, letâs seeâ Miss Treecreeper said, getting her stethoscope to listen to Miss wrenâs lungs.
Miss Wren keot her breaths shallow but breathed as normal as she could.
âWeâll that doesnât sound too goodâ Miss Treecreeper said. âI want you to lie down flat, alright? To take pressure off your ribs and lungs.â
Miss Wren nodded, standing up to mive over to the bed. It was very difficult but she managed.
âCareful thereâ Miss Treecreeper said gently. âYour ribs arenât healing as quickly as Iâd like. Iâm worried about thatâ
Miss Wren sighed. "What does that mean?" She asked tiredly.
âIt means youâre pushing yourself too much.â Miss Treecreeper frowned. âAnd you need to rest. The best cure for broken ribs is restâ
Miss Wren huffed. "I've barely left bed for a week Florence!"
âWeâll I donât k ow what else to tell youâ Miss Treecreeper said. âRibs are tricky. Thereâs no easy fix. I canât just wrap them in a castâ she said
Miss Wren huffed again. "It had to be the ribs. Twice." She said unhappily, though by now she was soeaking to herself rather than her friend.
âYes, well no wonder itâs taking so long. Youâve broken them twice.â Miss Treecreeper sighed
Miss Wren nodded. "Unfortunatly." She agreed. "The first time was when we were still in the acre. But it was this year.
Miss Treecreeper sighed. âLook, if this gets worse youâll need to go to a hospital. Thereâs only so much I can do hereâ she said seriously
Miss Wren sighed and regretted it. "It won't get worse then." She said firmly.
âAlright thenâ Miss Treecreeper said, turning back to Miss Glassbill. âIâm going to wrap your legs now, and I want you to keep the elevatedâ she said
Miss Glassbill nodded. "I will" She promised softly.
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Mother Dust awoke, but it was not from pain, not the way she used to. Happily, she remembered that she was human now, and it seemed her bladder was asking for relief.
âGoodâ Miss Treecreeper said, bandaging her legs up. âAlright, lift your nightgown, I want to check on the babyâ she said
Cathy nodded, lifting up her nightgown. She was aware Miss Wren was observing them intently, nervous as always.
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Mother Dust found it funny, how something as simole as peeing could bring her so much joy.
âOh donât worry so much Balenciagaâ Miss Treecreeper chastised gently, glancing at the window as she realised the sun was coming up.
Gently she felt Miss Glassbillâs belly and sighed. âThe little one doesnât seem to want to lie the right wayâ she informed. âThereâs still time though. Hopefully it will shiftâ
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Sharon opened his eyes. âDo you need something love?â He asked lovingly
Miss Wren frowned. "Mostly they strsighten themselves out." She agreed softly.
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Mother Dust shook her head, carefully climbing back into bed. "I just had to pee." She said happily, unable to hide her strange excitment.
âExactly. Iâll just keep checking up to make sure itâs shifting the right wayâ Miss Treecreeper said. âThe naughty little thing is lying sideways right nowâ
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Sharon smiled. âYou went all on your own?â He asked, moving to give her a gentle kiss.
Miss Wren laughed. "Beth did the same thing." She said softly.
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"Yes" Mother Dust said happily, kissing his back. "I'm getting more mobile every day."
Miss Glassbill looked over at her, smiling a little. âReally?â She asked, placing a hand on her belly and feeling the baby squirm.
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Sharon have her a gentle hug. âDo you want to go outside today?â He asked softly
"Really" Miss Wren said. "The old woman tried to make her turn but she wouldn't budge. I just had to wait it out. In the end she came out the right way."
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Mother dust nodded, happy in his arms. "Don't you think Ronaldo would lov eit if I did?"
Miss Glassbill laughed softly. âThatâs goodâ she said, turning her head to offer Miss Wren a kiss.
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Sharon nodded. âHe wouldâ he smiled
Mother nodded. "Then I should. "
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Miss Wren kissed her back.
"I'm going to go. Take it easy."
Sharon smiled. Sitting up and keeping his arm around her, unable to stop a smile.
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Miss Glassbill nodded. âBalenciagaâŠâ she said softly. âI have something to tell youâŠâ she said
"Things are finally looking up for us." Mother Dust said. "Finally."
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Miss Wren looked at ger expectantly, but was interrupted by a knock on the door. Cora stuck her head in, hurrying over to Cathy. "There.. there was a picture too." She said quietly, handing over the folded piece of paper.
ïżŒSharon smiled, giving her a little kiss. âThey areâ he agreed.
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Miss Glassbill took a deep shaky breath, trying to figure out the best way to say what she had to say . âBalenciaga, remember when you told me about Gretchen Tern?â She asked.
"Yes..?" Miss Wren's voice was trembling before she even heard the news.
Cora snuck out, leaving them with the terrible news and the gruesome picture.
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Mother smiled. "I love you. So much."
Miss Glassbill took a shaky breath. She didnât want to say but she knew she had to. âThey found her bodyâ she said softly. âIâm sorry balenciagaâ
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Sharon smiled, giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek
Mother Dust laughed, cuddling him more closely.
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"What?" Miss Wren shook her head. "That was ling ago. Long, long ago. I knew that."
Sharon sat up. âDo you want breakfast?â He offered.
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âExcept it wasnâtâ Miss Glassbill said softly. âThey just found her body, in Ireland. The wights had herâ she said quietly, trying to tell her as gently as she could
"No." Miss Wren immidiatly denied it. "No. Why would she be in Ireland? She was French!"
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"Yes please" mother nodded. "I'm hungry"
Miss Glassbill nodded. âIâm telling the truth. I wish I wasnâtâ she said softly. âThe wights took her⊠she wasnât deadâ she said quietly, feeling like a cold fist was squeezing her heart.
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Sharon smiled. âWhat would you like to eat?â He asked
"I don't know. Something that had a good textur I suppose. I still have some issue with and crumbly things." She said softly.
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All colour drained from Miss Wren's face as she under stood. "The picture. Give me the picture!" She said, reaching for the piece of paper.
âHow about porridge? We can put honey in itâ Sharon suggested.
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Miss Glassbill gulped, holding the picture a little tighter. âBakenciaga, it isnât pretty⊠I wouldnât lookâ she said softly
"Give it to me!" Miss Wren roared, grabbing her hands and bending open her fingers to get to it. She wasn't thinkikg clearly, thinking if she could just see it she would know she was wrong and it wasn't actually Miss Tern.
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Mother nodded eagerly. "That sounds wonderful!"
Miss Glassbill shrank back, her eyes wide as she pulled away from Balenciaga. âLoveâŠâ she called softly.
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Sharon smiled, getting dressed for the day and offering her his hand
Nother Dust took it, letting him help her up. "Help me get dressed?" She asked softly. "I was thinking maybe I could eat breakfast in the kitchen."
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Balenciaga ignored her. "You're wrong!" She said. "I know you're wrong!" She opened the picture and gasped, only for all sounds to then disappear. The oicture was grotesque, but there was no way she could not recognize her former lover. "Gretchen..."
Sharon smiled and nodded, getting her clothes and scarves for her. âDo you want me to take care of your hair for you?â He asked tenderly.
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Miss Glassbill curled up, ignoring her legs and wrapping her arms around herself. âIâm sorryâ she said softly. âBalenciagaâŠâ
Miss Wren started to cry, holding the photi to her chest. She couldn't believe she was alive all that time. That she could've saved her. "You were right" She sobbed. "What...why did they want her..."
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Mother sighed. "Please. I still can't reach very well."
Miss Glassbill gulped, feeling a dull ache in her chest. âThe wightsâŠâ it was hard to get the words out. âThey⊠they experimented on ymbrynesâ she said softly, tears welling in her own eyes.
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Sharon nodded, gently brushing her hair for her and tying it up so she could put the scarves over it.
"Experimented how?' Her voice was firm again, demanding. "Cathy how?!"
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Mother Dust smiled, wrapping the scarves up on top, covering the disfigured half of her face and her nose.
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"Hey...how are you?" Beth let John into her apartment, kissing him softly. "How's Laura?" John's mother had not yet been let out of the psych ward, the psycholgoist arguing that letting her out before all neccessary cintact with goverment officials and her employer had been concluded would be devastating for her emotionally and physically, and likely send her right back.
Miss Glassbill whimpered, she didnât want to say and it was bringing back bad memories. âThey⊠they wanted to-to createâŠ. More wights⊠they wanted to breed more wightsâ she choked out finally.
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âYouâre beautifulâ Sharon reminded softly.
ââ-
âTired, but Iâm fineâ John said. âMum is miserable. Sheâs lonely⊠and I canât spend all day with her⊠she misses her cat. Itâs all sheâs been talking aboutâ he sighed
"The peculiar one? Paws?" Beth asked. "Poor her...but can't they let her out soon? You know they're only trying to arrange for to have...a fair chance, when she comes out. So it won't be the same as it's been every time so far."
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Miss Wren fell quiet again. "I'm sorry." She wgispered, crying. "I had to ask." Then, she reached over. "You should keep your legs elivated.
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Mother looked at him sadly. "To you, perhaps."
John nodded. âShe wants her car so badâ he sighed and then nodded again. âI know⊠I just donât get how being stuck in there is doing any good for her. She hates it. Itâs miserableâ he said
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Miss Glassbill nodded, she pulled away a bit, not wanting to be touched. âIâm sorryâŠâ she whispered.
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âIt doesnât matter what anyone else thinkâ Sharon said seriously
Miss Wren was shocked to see Miss Glassbill pull away, and immidiatly felt guilty. Still, she couldn't express it, just cried helplessly.
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Mother Dust nodded. "Thank you." She said, still double chrcking the scarves in the mirror before going to leave the room.
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"I know" She agreed quietly. "I think...I think they think that nothing can happen when she's in there. She's safe and fed and protected. And when she come out, her life will be sorted for her."
Miss Glassbill didnât know what to do. She wanted to help but she felt sick herself. Sick and scared. Slowly she put her arm around Miss wren. âIâm sorry love, Iâm so sorryâ she said softly, hugging Miss Wren and trying to dry her tears. She knew she had to be strong right now.
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Sharon went with her, going to wake ronaldo as well.
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John nodded. âI know⊠but theyâre treating her like a childâ he said softly. âIt isnât rightâ
Beth bit her lip. "John...have you ever thought she need it? She's not very good at looking after herself. And...and she does have an intellectual disability."
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Mother Dust smiled, excited for them to wake her child as well.
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Miss Wren hugfed her back. "I thought.. I thought she was dead. All this time...she was alive." She cried.
John frowned. âYeah, but sheâs not a little kid. They can help her take care of herself without treating her like a babyâ he said.
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Gently Sharon woke ronaldo
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Miss Glassbill nodded. âI know⊠Iâm sorryâ she said quietly. âIâm sorry balenciaga. I know she meant a lot to youâ
Miss Wren nodded. "She...she ment everything." She said, not thinking of how it would feel to Cathy.
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"Morning love" Mother said softly when the boy started to stirr.
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Beth sighed. "I know. It itsn't right. But it qill ne okay."
Miss Glassbill clenched her jaw but said nothing. âI knowâ she said quietly. âI know loveâ she said quietly. Her heart was beating a little faster in her chest and she felt sick to her stomach. âIâm sorry you lost herâ she whispered, though what she really wanted to do was cry herself.
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Ronaldo smiled. âMum!â He said happily. âMum youâre out of bed!â
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John nodded. âI just donât like it when people treat mum like thatâ
Miss Wren nodded, continuing to cry.
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Mother Dust nodded. "I thought I'd eat breakfast in the kitchen today. I feel very good."
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Beth nodded. "I knoe. But it'll be over soon." She sighed. She immidiatly felt guilty for calli g in sick the last few days not wanting to go.
Miss Glassbill just sat there silently and hugged her, not knowing what else t do.
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âReally?!â Ronaldo asked exitedly, bolting out of bed to run and hug her.
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John nodded. âI just feel really bad for herâ he said softly
Beth nodded. "Talk to the psychologist. She's the one keeping here there."
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Mother nodded. "Really! I thought we could go outside later too.' She smiled.
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Eventually Miss Wren cried herself into an uneasy slumber.
âYes, maybe⊠maybe if I have mum move in with me, that way I can keep an eye on her and help her with bills and stuffâ he said.
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Ronaldo lit up. âYes! Yes letâs go outside!â He said happily.
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Miss Glassbill stayed awake, unable to sleep.
Beth nodded, then sighed. "And how long will you do that? Sooner or later she need to get along on her own. I mean...I get it, I really do. But..." She shut her mouth. "Never mind."
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Mother Dust chuckled. "After breakfast, honey."
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Miss Wren slept uneasily, moving and mummbling and moaning softly. The picture slipped out her hands, fluttering down on the cover.
âBut What?â John asked. âObviously mum canât be left on her own. She needs help. And I can help herâ he said.
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Ronaldo grinned and hugged her
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Miss Glassbill sighed, picking up the picture and putting it in the night table and gently stroking her hair to soothe her
Miss Wren calmed down. "Gretchen..." she mummbled.
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Mother Dust hugged him back, super happy.
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Beth nodded. "I know. And it works shortterm. But I'm thinking longterm...about you and me." She said softly.
Miss Glassbill sighed, trying to squash down a flair of jealousy.
âSheâs not here my loveâ she said softly. âIâm sorryâ
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âLetâs go eat, mum! I made more oranges!â Ronaldo said
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John frowned. âWeâll what else am I supposed to do!â He said. âMum needs someone who take care of her all the time!â
"I know!" Beth explained. "But I tohught...perhaps eventually...it's good to try and help her become more independant."
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Mother Dust chuckled. "I don't think I' ready for oranges. But your father promised porridge and honey."
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Miss Wren answered something inaudible, cuddling up to her.
John sighed. âIâm afraid if she gets left on her own again sheâll just get worse againâŠ. It happens. Every timeâ John said softly.
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Ronaldo nodded eagerly, holding her hand
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âIs Alright Love, just restâ Miss Glassbill said softly. âIâve got you⊠Iâm hereâ she said softly
Beth nodded. "Well I like Laura. So I suppose we can make it work."
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Miss Wren made a contant noise, cuddling close.
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Mother led her down the stairs.
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John nodded, rubbing his face. âIâm sorry BethâŠ. I just really worry about her. She needs to be taken care ofâ he said
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Miss Glassbill sighed, rubbing Balenciagaâs back and letting her cuddle as close as she needed while silently wondering why she couldnât be enough.
ââ
Ronaldo smiled and ran down the stairs
Mothrr followed her slowly.
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Balenciaga slept and dremt of Gretchen sweetly.
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"I know." Beth nodded. "I know. It's how it has to be right now."
Sharon stuck close by to make sure she was alright
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Miss Glassbill eventually managed to doze off as well.
ââ
John sighed. âMaybe eventually We can get her her own place, somewhere nearby so we can keep an eye on herâ he said
Beth nodded slowly. "What about her flat? She has one now. How will you fit her things in here."
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Miss Nightjar awoke again later, looking over at Miss Petrel.
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Mother smiled, going to sit down. "Do.you need help with food?" She asked.
âI mean Iâve got an extra room. We donât need to bring everythingâ John said softly. âItâs just for a whileâ
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Miss petrel was still sleeping peacefully
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âNo, You sit down loveâ Sharon said
Beth smiled. "Wonderful. Do you rhink we can get her out?"
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Miss Nightjar sat up, looking at the woman. Gently, she lifted both shirts, looking at her chest.
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Mother nodded.
John nodded. âYeah. If. Tell them weâll look after herâ he said.
ââ
Mkss Petrel yawned and stsrted ti wake up
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Sharon loved to the stove
Miss Glassbill & Miss Avocet RP
@almaperegrin
"Addison, where are you?"
Miss Wren walked down the corridor, looking for her missing dog. She'd seen him as recently as that very morning, but after breakfast he had quickly excused himself.
Now, it seemed, he was nowhere to be found.
Keeping her eyes down to dog level, she was too caught up in her own thoughts to look for oncoming traffic as she rounded a corner.
"You need help. I'm getting you help." She insisted stubbornly, putting Naomi back in her crib so she could breath a little easier before heading down to find Florence.
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Cora shivered. "We...I got some news. Aöparently the Wights have been hurting our Ymbeyne sisters more than we knew."
Miss Glassbill frowned but it was too late to argue since Miss wren had already hurried off.
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The blood drained from graceâs face and she moved closer to Cora. âWhat do you mean? Like what they did to Cathy and those others we rescued?â She asked
"Worse" Cora whispered. "They...they used them as incubators, for Wight soldiers. We're not ment to do that." She said, ready to cry.
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Miss Wren was completely whinded, wheezing when she came to the end of the corridor. She knockdd on the door sharply.
Grace was horrified. âOh godâŠâ she whispered, holding Cora a little closer. âThey couldnât have survived that, could they?â She asked softly.
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Miss Treecreeper came to the door. âWhat is it?â She asked quietly
Miss Wren had to catch her breath a little. "Something wrong...Cathy's legs are hurting her terribly."
Miss Treecreeper frowned. âIâll be right thereâ she said quietly, grabbing her dressing gown and medical bag before hurrying after Miss wren
"Some did. Mist didn't." Miss Woodpecker said sadly. "They sent a picture...it's grotescue."
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Miss Wren moved back towards their room as quick as she could, but had to stop about half-eay. "Go." She said. "I'll catch up."
Grace shuddered. âWhy would they send a picture?â She said, holding Cora a bit closer.
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Miss Treecreeper frowned. âIâm checking on you nextâ she said
The other Ymbrynes did...as proof. There was a specific Ymbryne in question." She said softly. "Who the Wights captured before they killed her, nd who we thought was dead."
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Miss Wren simply nodded, distravted by the pain and her worry for Cathy.
âOhâ grace said softly. âThatâs awfulâ she closed her eyes, trying not to imagine it
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Miss Treecreeper went into the bedroom to check on Miss Glassbill
Cora nodded. "Balenciaga was close to that particular ymbryne."
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Miss Glassbill looked up. "Balenciaga?" She asked, barely able to see anything until the light turned on.
âReally?â Grace asked. âShe isnât going to take it well when she hearsâ she said
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âItâs me. Balenciaga said your legs are hurting youâ Miss Treecreeper said.
"Why I wanted to speak to Cathy first." She nodded.
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"Oh...yes. they've been for a few days. But I don't think it should be that bad.
âGood ideaâ grace said softly.
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Miss Treecreeper sighed. âLet me see themâ she asked. âWhile Iâm here I want to check on the baby tooâ she added
Cira nodded. "Can we sleep now?"
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Cathy sighed, nodding. She moved the blanket outnof the way to show her.
Grace nodded, holding Cora close.
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Miss Treecreeper examined her legs and sighed. âCathy you should have called me earlier these look awfulâ she sighed, pointing to Cathyâs legs which were covered in swollen purple veins
Cathy blushed. "I didn't want to bother your for nothing."
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C8ra ckosed herbeyes, trying to sleep.
âIt isnât nothingâ Miss Treecreeper sighed. âTomorrow Iâm going to go out and buy a ou some compression stockings. For now Iâm banding your legs and I want you to elevate themâ she said. âAnd donât let the baby crawl on youâ she said, seeing Naomi who was ready to roll on top of her mother again.
ââ
Grace did as well
"I'm trying not to" She said, pushing her off. "So...they're swollen?" She asked.
Miss Wren managed to come in then, barely able to breath.
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âYes, your veins are swollen and your blood isnât flowing properlyâ Miss Treecreeper huffed
Miss Glassbill sighed. "Fine, I hear you. Now please check on Baleciaga" She asked, concerned for her partner.
âYes, I was planning on itâ Miss Treecreeper said, going over to Miss wren and making her sit down. âIâm going to wrap your Largs up after Cathyâ she said
Cathy nodded softly.
Miss Wren exhaled, only to regret it, her hand coming up to her side. Then, she tried to take a deeo breath and it wasn't even possible.
âAlright, letâs seeâ Miss Treecreeper said, getting her stethoscope to listen to Miss wrenâs lungs.
Miss Wren keot her breaths shallow but breathed as normal as she could.
âWeâll that doesnât sound too goodâ Miss Treecreeper said. âI want you to lie down flat, alright? To take pressure off your ribs and lungs.â
Miss Wren nodded, standing up to mive over to the bed. It was very difficult but she managed.
âCareful thereâ Miss Treecreeper said gently. âYour ribs arenât healing as quickly as Iâd like. Iâm worried about thatâ
Miss Wren sighed. "What does that mean?" She asked tiredly.
âIt means youâre pushing yourself too much.â Miss Treecreeper frowned. âAnd you need to rest. The best cure for broken ribs is restâ
Miss Wren huffed. "I've barely left bed for a week Florence!"
âWeâll I donât k ow what else to tell youâ Miss Treecreeper said. âRibs are tricky. Thereâs no easy fix. I canât just wrap them in a castâ she said
Miss Wren huffed again. "It had to be the ribs. Twice." She said unhappily, though by now she was soeaking to herself rather than her friend.
âYes, well no wonder itâs taking so long. Youâve broken them twice.â Miss Treecreeper sighed
Miss Wren nodded. "Unfortunatly." She agreed. "The first time was when we were still in the acre. But it was this year.
Miss Treecreeper sighed. âLook, if this gets worse youâll need to go to a hospital. Thereâs only so much I can do hereâ she said seriously
Miss Wren sighed and regretted it. "It won't get worse then." She said firmly.
âAlright thenâ Miss Treecreeper said, turning back to Miss Glassbill. âIâm going to wrap your legs now, and I want you to keep the elevatedâ she said
Miss Glassbill nodded. "I will" She promised softly.
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Mother Dust awoke, but it was not from pain, not the way she used to. Happily, she remembered that she was human now, and it seemed her bladder was asking for relief.
âGoodâ Miss Treecreeper said, bandaging her legs up. âAlright, lift your nightgown, I want to check on the babyâ she said
Cathy nodded, lifting up her nightgown. She was aware Miss Wren was observing them intently, nervous as always.
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Mother Dust found it funny, how something as simole as peeing could bring her so much joy.
âOh donât worry so much Balenciagaâ Miss Treecreeper chastised gently, glancing at the window as she realised the sun was coming up.
Gently she felt Miss Glassbillâs belly and sighed. âThe little one doesnât seem to want to lie the right wayâ she informed. âThereâs still time though. Hopefully it will shiftâ
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Sharon opened his eyes. âDo you need something love?â He asked lovingly
Miss Wren frowned. "Mostly they strsighten themselves out." She agreed softly.
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Mother Dust shook her head, carefully climbing back into bed. "I just had to pee." She said happily, unable to hide her strange excitment.
âExactly. Iâll just keep checking up to make sure itâs shifting the right wayâ Miss Treecreeper said. âThe naughty little thing is lying sideways right nowâ
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Sharon smiled. âYou went all on your own?â He asked, moving to give her a gentle kiss.
Miss Wren laughed. "Beth did the same thing." She said softly.
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"Yes" Mother Dust said happily, kissing his back. "I'm getting more mobile every day."
Miss Glassbill looked over at her, smiling a little. âReally?â She asked, placing a hand on her belly and feeling the baby squirm.
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Sharon have her a gentle hug. âDo you want to go outside today?â He asked softly
"Really" Miss Wren said. "The old woman tried to make her turn but she wouldn't budge. I just had to wait it out. In the end she came out the right way."
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Mother dust nodded, happy in his arms. "Don't you think Ronaldo would lov eit if I did?"
Miss Glassbill laughed softly. âThatâs goodâ she said, turning her head to offer Miss Wren a kiss.
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Sharon nodded. âHe wouldâ he smiled
Mother nodded. "Then I should. "
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Miss Wren kissed her back.
"I'm going to go. Take it easy."
Sharon smiled. Sitting up and keeping his arm around her, unable to stop a smile.
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Miss Glassbill nodded. âBalenciagaâŠâ she said softly. âI have something to tell youâŠâ she said
"Things are finally looking up for us." Mother Dust said. "Finally."
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Miss Wren looked at ger expectantly, but was interrupted by a knock on the door. Cora stuck her head in, hurrying over to Cathy. "There.. there was a picture too." She said quietly, handing over the folded piece of paper.
ïżŒSharon smiled, giving her a little kiss. âThey areâ he agreed.
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Miss Glassbill took a deep shaky breath, trying to figure out the best way to say what she had to say . âBalenciaga, remember when you told me about Gretchen Tern?â She asked.
"Yes..?" Miss Wren's voice was trembling before she even heard the news.
Cora snuck out, leaving them with the terrible news and the gruesome picture.
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Mother smiled. "I love you. So much."
Miss Glassbill took a shaky breath. She didnât want to say but she knew she had to. âThey found her bodyâ she said softly. âIâm sorry balenciagaâ
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Sharon smiled, giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek
Mother Dust laughed, cuddling him more closely.
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"What?" Miss Wren shook her head. "That was ling ago. Long, long ago. I knew that."
Sharon sat up. âDo you want breakfast?â He offered.
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âExcept it wasnâtâ Miss Glassbill said softly. âThey just found her body, in Ireland. The wights had herâ she said quietly, trying to tell her as gently as she could
"No." Miss Wren immidiatly denied it. "No. Why would she be in Ireland? She was French!"
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"Yes please" mother nodded. "I'm hungry"
Miss Glassbill nodded. âIâm telling the truth. I wish I wasnâtâ she said softly. âThe wights took her⊠she wasnât deadâ she said quietly, feeling like a cold fist was squeezing her heart.
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Sharon smiled. âWhat would you like to eat?â He asked
"I don't know. Something that had a good textur I suppose. I still have some issue with and crumbly things." She said softly.
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All colour drained from Miss Wren's face as she under stood. "The picture. Give me the picture!" She said, reaching for the piece of paper.
âHow about porridge? We can put honey in itâ Sharon suggested.
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Miss Glassbill gulped, holding the picture a little tighter. âBakenciaga, it isnât pretty⊠I wouldnât lookâ she said softly
"Give it to me!" Miss Wren roared, grabbing her hands and bending open her fingers to get to it. She wasn't thinkikg clearly, thinking if she could just see it she would know she was wrong and it wasn't actually Miss Tern.
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Mother nodded eagerly. "That sounds wonderful!"
Miss Glassbill shrank back, her eyes wide as she pulled away from Balenciaga. âLoveâŠâ she called softly.
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Sharon smiled, getting dressed for the day and offering her his hand
Nother Dust took it, letting him help her up. "Help me get dressed?" She asked softly. "I was thinking maybe I could eat breakfast in the kitchen."
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Balenciaga ignored her. "You're wrong!" She said. "I know you're wrong!" She opened the picture and gasped, only for all sounds to then disappear. The oicture was grotesque, but there was no way she could not recognize her former lover. "Gretchen..."
Sharon smiled and nodded, getting her clothes and scarves for her. âDo you want me to take care of your hair for you?â He asked tenderly.
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Miss Glassbill curled up, ignoring her legs and wrapping her arms around herself. âIâm sorryâ she said softly. âBalenciagaâŠâ
Miss Wren started to cry, holding the photi to her chest. She couldn't believe she was alive all that time. That she could've saved her. "You were right" She sobbed. "What...why did they want her..."
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Mother sighed. "Please. I still can't reach very well."
Miss Glassbill gulped, feeling a dull ache in her chest. âThe wightsâŠâ it was hard to get the words out. âThey⊠they experimented on ymbrynesâ she said softly, tears welling in her own eyes.
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Sharon nodded, gently brushing her hair for her and tying it up so she could put the scarves over it.
"Experimented how?' Her voice was firm again, demanding. "Cathy how?!"
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Mother Dust smiled, wrapping the scarves up on top, covering the disfigured half of her face and her nose.
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"Hey...how are you?" Beth let John into her apartment, kissing him softly. "How's Laura?" John's mother had not yet been let out of the psych ward, the psycholgoist arguing that letting her out before all neccessary cintact with goverment officials and her employer had been concluded would be devastating for her emotionally and physically, and likely send her right back.
Miss Glassbill whimpered, she didnât want to say and it was bringing back bad memories. âThey⊠they wanted to-to createâŠ. More wights⊠they wanted to breed more wightsâ she choked out finally.
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âYouâre beautifulâ Sharon reminded softly.
ââ-
âTired, but Iâm fineâ John said. âMum is miserable. Sheâs lonely⊠and I canât spend all day with her⊠she misses her cat. Itâs all sheâs been talking aboutâ he sighed
"The peculiar one? Paws?" Beth asked. "Poor her...but can't they let her out soon? You know they're only trying to arrange for to have...a fair chance, when she comes out. So it won't be the same as it's been every time so far."
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Miss Wren fell quiet again. "I'm sorry." She wgispered, crying. "I had to ask." Then, she reached over. "You should keep your legs elivated.
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Mother looked at him sadly. "To you, perhaps."
John nodded. âShe wants her car so badâ he sighed and then nodded again. âI know⊠I just donât get how being stuck in there is doing any good for her. She hates it. Itâs miserableâ he said
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Miss Glassbill nodded, she pulled away a bit, not wanting to be touched. âIâm sorryâŠâ she whispered.
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âIt doesnât matter what anyone else thinkâ Sharon said seriously
Miss Wren was shocked to see Miss Glassbill pull away, and immidiatly felt guilty. Still, she couldn't express it, just cried helplessly.
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Mother Dust nodded. "Thank you." She said, still double chrcking the scarves in the mirror before going to leave the room.
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"I know" She agreed quietly. "I think...I think they think that nothing can happen when she's in there. She's safe and fed and protected. And when she come out, her life will be sorted for her."
Miss Glassbill didnât know what to do. She wanted to help but she felt sick herself. Sick and scared. Slowly she put her arm around Miss wren. âIâm sorry love, Iâm so sorryâ she said softly, hugging Miss Wren and trying to dry her tears. She knew she had to be strong right now.
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Sharon went with her, going to wake ronaldo as well.
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John nodded. âI know⊠but theyâre treating her like a childâ he said softly. âIt isnât rightâ
Beth bit her lip. "John...have you ever thought she need it? She's not very good at looking after herself. And...and she does have an intellectual disability."
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Mother Dust smiled, excited for them to wake her child as well.
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Miss Wren hugfed her back. "I thought.. I thought she was dead. All this time...she was alive." She cried.
John frowned. âYeah, but sheâs not a little kid. They can help her take care of herself without treating her like a babyâ he said.
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Gently Sharon woke ronaldo
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Miss Glassbill nodded. âI know⊠Iâm sorryâ she said quietly. âIâm sorry balenciaga. I know she meant a lot to youâ
Miss Wren nodded. "She...she ment everything." She said, not thinking of how it would feel to Cathy.
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"Morning love" Mother said softly when the boy started to stirr.
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Beth sighed. "I know. It itsn't right. But it qill ne okay."
Miss Glassbill clenched her jaw but said nothing. âI knowâ she said quietly. âI know loveâ she said quietly. Her heart was beating a little faster in her chest and she felt sick to her stomach. âIâm sorry you lost herâ she whispered, though what she really wanted to do was cry herself.
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Ronaldo smiled. âMum!â He said happily. âMum youâre out of bed!â
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John nodded. âI just donât like it when people treat mum like thatâ
Miss Wren nodded, continuing to cry.
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Mother Dust nodded. "I thought I'd eat breakfast in the kitchen today. I feel very good."
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Beth nodded. "I knoe. But it'll be over soon." She sighed. She immidiatly felt guilty for calli g in sick the last few days not wanting to go.
Miss Glassbill just sat there silently and hugged her, not knowing what else t do.
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âReally?!â Ronaldo asked exitedly, bolting out of bed to run and hug her.
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John nodded. âI just feel really bad for herâ he said softly
Beth nodded. "Talk to the psychologist. She's the one keeping here there."
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Mother nodded. "Really! I thought we could go outside later too.' She smiled.
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Eventually Miss Wren cried herself into an uneasy slumber.
âYes, maybe⊠maybe if I have mum move in with me, that way I can keep an eye on her and help her with bills and stuffâ he said.
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Ronaldo lit up. âYes! Yes letâs go outside!â He said happily.
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Miss Glassbill stayed awake, unable to sleep.
Beth nodded, then sighed. "And how long will you do that? Sooner or later she need to get along on her own. I mean...I get it, I really do. But..." She shut her mouth. "Never mind."
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Mother Dust chuckled. "After breakfast, honey."
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Miss Wren slept uneasily, moving and mummbling and moaning softly. The picture slipped out her hands, fluttering down on the cover.
âBut What?â John asked. âObviously mum canât be left on her own. She needs help. And I can help herâ he said.
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Ronaldo grinned and hugged her
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Miss Glassbill sighed, picking up the picture and putting it in the night table and gently stroking her hair to soothe her
Miss Wren calmed down. "Gretchen..." she mummbled.
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Mother Dust hugged him back, super happy.
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Beth nodded. "I know. And it works shortterm. But I'm thinking longterm...about you and me." She said softly.
Miss Glassbill sighed, trying to squash down a flair of jealousy.
âSheâs not here my loveâ she said softly. âIâm sorryâ
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âLetâs go eat, mum! I made more oranges!â Ronaldo said
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John frowned. âWeâll what else am I supposed to do!â He said. âMum needs someone who take care of her all the time!â
"I know!" Beth explained. "But I tohught...perhaps eventually...it's good to try and help her become more independant."
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Mother Dust chuckled. "I don't think I' ready for oranges. But your father promised porridge and honey."
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Miss Wren answered something inaudible, cuddling up to her.
John sighed. âIâm afraid if she gets left on her own again sheâll just get worse againâŠ. It happens. Every timeâ John said softly.
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Ronaldo nodded eagerly, holding her hand
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âIs Alright Love, just restâ Miss Glassbill said softly. âIâve got you⊠Iâm hereâ she said softly
Beth nodded. "Well I like Laura. So I suppose we can make it work."
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Miss Wren made a contant noise, cuddling close.
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Mother led her down the stairs.
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John nodded, rubbing his face. âIâm sorry BethâŠ. I just really worry about her. She needs to be taken care ofâ he said
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Miss Glassbill sighed, rubbing Balenciagaâs back and letting her cuddle as close as she needed while silently wondering why she couldnât be enough.
ââ
Ronaldo smiled and ran down the stairs
Mothrr followed her slowly.
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Balenciaga slept and dremt of Gretchen sweetly.
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"I know." Beth nodded. "I know. It's how it has to be right now."
Sharon stuck close by to make sure she was alright
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Miss Glassbill eventually managed to doze off as well.
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John sighed. âMaybe eventually We can get her her own place, somewhere nearby so we can keep an eye on herâ he said
Beth nodded slowly. "What about her flat? She has one now. How will you fit her things in here."
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Miss Nightjar awoke again later, looking over at Miss Petrel.
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Mother smiled, going to sit down. "Do.you need help with food?" She asked.
âI mean Iâve got an extra room. We donât need to bring everythingâ John said softly. âItâs just for a whileâ
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Miss petrel was still sleeping peacefully
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âNo, You sit down loveâ Sharon said
Miss Glassbill & Miss Avocet RP
@almaperegrin
"Addison, where are you?"
Miss Wren walked down the corridor, looking for her missing dog. She'd seen him as recently as that very morning, but after breakfast he had quickly excused himself.
Now, it seemed, he was nowhere to be found.
Keeping her eyes down to dog level, she was too caught up in her own thoughts to look for oncoming traffic as she rounded a corner.
"You need help. I'm getting you help." She insisted stubbornly, putting Naomi back in her crib so she could breath a little easier before heading down to find Florence.
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Cora shivered. "We...I got some news. Aöparently the Wights have been hurting our Ymbeyne sisters more than we knew."
Miss Glassbill frowned but it was too late to argue since Miss wren had already hurried off.
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The blood drained from graceâs face and she moved closer to Cora. âWhat do you mean? Like what they did to Cathy and those others we rescued?â She asked
"Worse" Cora whispered. "They...they used them as incubators, for Wight soldiers. We're not ment to do that." She said, ready to cry.
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Miss Wren was completely whinded, wheezing when she came to the end of the corridor. She knockdd on the door sharply.
Grace was horrified. âOh godâŠâ she whispered, holding Cora a little closer. âThey couldnât have survived that, could they?â She asked softly.
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Miss Treecreeper came to the door. âWhat is it?â She asked quietly
Miss Wren had to catch her breath a little. "Something wrong...Cathy's legs are hurting her terribly."
Miss Treecreeper frowned. âIâll be right thereâ she said quietly, grabbing her dressing gown and medical bag before hurrying after Miss wren
"Some did. Mist didn't." Miss Woodpecker said sadly. "They sent a picture...it's grotescue."
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Miss Wren moved back towards their room as quick as she could, but had to stop about half-eay. "Go." She said. "I'll catch up."
Grace shuddered. âWhy would they send a picture?â She said, holding Cora a bit closer.
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Miss Treecreeper frowned. âIâm checking on you nextâ she said
The other Ymbrynes did...as proof. There was a specific Ymbryne in question." She said softly. "Who the Wights captured before they killed her, nd who we thought was dead."
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Miss Wren simply nodded, distravted by the pain and her worry for Cathy.
âOhâ grace said softly. âThatâs awfulâ she closed her eyes, trying not to imagine it
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Miss Treecreeper went into the bedroom to check on Miss Glassbill
Cora nodded. "Balenciaga was close to that particular ymbryne."
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Miss Glassbill looked up. "Balenciaga?" She asked, barely able to see anything until the light turned on.
âReally?â Grace asked. âShe isnât going to take it well when she hearsâ she said
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âItâs me. Balenciaga said your legs are hurting youâ Miss Treecreeper said.
"Why I wanted to speak to Cathy first." She nodded.
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"Oh...yes. they've been for a few days. But I don't think it should be that bad.
âGood ideaâ grace said softly.
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Miss Treecreeper sighed. âLet me see themâ she asked. âWhile Iâm here I want to check on the baby tooâ she added
Cira nodded. "Can we sleep now?"
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Cathy sighed, nodding. She moved the blanket outnof the way to show her.
Grace nodded, holding Cora close.
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Miss Treecreeper examined her legs and sighed. âCathy you should have called me earlier these look awfulâ she sighed, pointing to Cathyâs legs which were covered in swollen purple veins
Cathy blushed. "I didn't want to bother your for nothing."
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C8ra ckosed herbeyes, trying to sleep.
âIt isnât nothingâ Miss Treecreeper sighed. âTomorrow Iâm going to go out and buy a ou some compression stockings. For now Iâm banding your legs and I want you to elevate themâ she said. âAnd donât let the baby crawl on youâ she said, seeing Naomi who was ready to roll on top of her mother again.
ââ
Grace did as well
"I'm trying not to" She said, pushing her off. "So...they're swollen?" She asked.
Miss Wren managed to come in then, barely able to breath.
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âYes, your veins are swollen and your blood isnât flowing properlyâ Miss Treecreeper huffed
Miss Glassbill sighed. "Fine, I hear you. Now please check on Baleciaga" She asked, concerned for her partner.
âYes, I was planning on itâ Miss Treecreeper said, going over to Miss wren and making her sit down. âIâm going to wrap your Largs up after Cathyâ she said
Cathy nodded softly.
Miss Wren exhaled, only to regret it, her hand coming up to her side. Then, she tried to take a deeo breath and it wasn't even possible.
âAlright, letâs seeâ Miss Treecreeper said, getting her stethoscope to listen to Miss wrenâs lungs.
Miss Wren keot her breaths shallow but breathed as normal as she could.
âWeâll that doesnât sound too goodâ Miss Treecreeper said. âI want you to lie down flat, alright? To take pressure off your ribs and lungs.â
Miss Wren nodded, standing up to mive over to the bed. It was very difficult but she managed.
âCareful thereâ Miss Treecreeper said gently. âYour ribs arenât healing as quickly as Iâd like. Iâm worried about thatâ
Miss Wren sighed. "What does that mean?" She asked tiredly.
âIt means youâre pushing yourself too much.â Miss Treecreeper frowned. âAnd you need to rest. The best cure for broken ribs is restâ
Miss Wren huffed. "I've barely left bed for a week Florence!"
âWeâll I donât k ow what else to tell youâ Miss Treecreeper said. âRibs are tricky. Thereâs no easy fix. I canât just wrap them in a castâ she said
Miss Wren huffed again. "It had to be the ribs. Twice." She said unhappily, though by now she was soeaking to herself rather than her friend.
âYes, well no wonder itâs taking so long. Youâve broken them twice.â Miss Treecreeper sighed
Miss Wren nodded. "Unfortunatly." She agreed. "The first time was when we were still in the acre. But it was this year.
Miss Treecreeper sighed. âLook, if this gets worse youâll need to go to a hospital. Thereâs only so much I can do hereâ she said seriously
Miss Wren sighed and regretted it. "It won't get worse then." She said firmly.
âAlright thenâ Miss Treecreeper said, turning back to Miss Glassbill. âIâm going to wrap your legs now, and I want you to keep the elevatedâ she said
Miss Glassbill nodded. "I will" She promised softly.
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Mother Dust awoke, but it was not from pain, not the way she used to. Happily, she remembered that she was human now, and it seemed her bladder was asking for relief.
âGoodâ Miss Treecreeper said, bandaging her legs up. âAlright, lift your nightgown, I want to check on the babyâ she said
Cathy nodded, lifting up her nightgown. She was aware Miss Wren was observing them intently, nervous as always.
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Mother Dust found it funny, how something as simole as peeing could bring her so much joy.
âOh donât worry so much Balenciagaâ Miss Treecreeper chastised gently, glancing at the window as she realised the sun was coming up.
Gently she felt Miss Glassbillâs belly and sighed. âThe little one doesnât seem to want to lie the right wayâ she informed. âThereâs still time though. Hopefully it will shiftâ
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Sharon opened his eyes. âDo you need something love?â He asked lovingly
Miss Wren frowned. "Mostly they strsighten themselves out." She agreed softly.
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Mother Dust shook her head, carefully climbing back into bed. "I just had to pee." She said happily, unable to hide her strange excitment.
âExactly. Iâll just keep checking up to make sure itâs shifting the right wayâ Miss Treecreeper said. âThe naughty little thing is lying sideways right nowâ
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Sharon smiled. âYou went all on your own?â He asked, moving to give her a gentle kiss.
Miss Wren laughed. "Beth did the same thing." She said softly.
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"Yes" Mother Dust said happily, kissing his back. "I'm getting more mobile every day."
Miss Glassbill looked over at her, smiling a little. âReally?â She asked, placing a hand on her belly and feeling the baby squirm.
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Sharon have her a gentle hug. âDo you want to go outside today?â He asked softly
"Really" Miss Wren said. "The old woman tried to make her turn but she wouldn't budge. I just had to wait it out. In the end she came out the right way."
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Mother dust nodded, happy in his arms. "Don't you think Ronaldo would lov eit if I did?"
Miss Glassbill laughed softly. âThatâs goodâ she said, turning her head to offer Miss Wren a kiss.
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Sharon nodded. âHe wouldâ he smiled
Mother nodded. "Then I should. "
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Miss Wren kissed her back.
"I'm going to go. Take it easy."
Sharon smiled. Sitting up and keeping his arm around her, unable to stop a smile.
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Miss Glassbill nodded. âBalenciagaâŠâ she said softly. âI have something to tell youâŠâ she said
"Things are finally looking up for us." Mother Dust said. "Finally."
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Miss Wren looked at ger expectantly, but was interrupted by a knock on the door. Cora stuck her head in, hurrying over to Cathy. "There.. there was a picture too." She said quietly, handing over the folded piece of paper.
ïżŒSharon smiled, giving her a little kiss. âThey areâ he agreed.
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Miss Glassbill took a deep shaky breath, trying to figure out the best way to say what she had to say . âBalenciaga, remember when you told me about Gretchen Tern?â She asked.
"Yes..?" Miss Wren's voice was trembling before she even heard the news.
Cora snuck out, leaving them with the terrible news and the gruesome picture.
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Mother smiled. "I love you. So much."
Miss Glassbill took a shaky breath. She didnât want to say but she knew she had to. âThey found her bodyâ she said softly. âIâm sorry balenciagaâ
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Sharon smiled, giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek
Mother Dust laughed, cuddling him more closely.
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"What?" Miss Wren shook her head. "That was ling ago. Long, long ago. I knew that."
Sharon sat up. âDo you want breakfast?â He offered.
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âExcept it wasnâtâ Miss Glassbill said softly. âThey just found her body, in Ireland. The wights had herâ she said quietly, trying to tell her as gently as she could
"No." Miss Wren immidiatly denied it. "No. Why would she be in Ireland? She was French!"
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"Yes please" mother nodded. "I'm hungry"
Miss Glassbill nodded. âIâm telling the truth. I wish I wasnâtâ she said softly. âThe wights took her⊠she wasnât deadâ she said quietly, feeling like a cold fist was squeezing her heart.
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Sharon smiled. âWhat would you like to eat?â He asked
"I don't know. Something that had a good textur I suppose. I still have some issue with and crumbly things." She said softly.
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All colour drained from Miss Wren's face as she under stood. "The picture. Give me the picture!" She said, reaching for the piece of paper.
âHow about porridge? We can put honey in itâ Sharon suggested.
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Miss Glassbill gulped, holding the picture a little tighter. âBakenciaga, it isnât pretty⊠I wouldnât lookâ she said softly
"Give it to me!" Miss Wren roared, grabbing her hands and bending open her fingers to get to it. She wasn't thinkikg clearly, thinking if she could just see it she would know she was wrong and it wasn't actually Miss Tern.
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Mother nodded eagerly. "That sounds wonderful!"
Miss Glassbill shrank back, her eyes wide as she pulled away from Balenciaga. âLoveâŠâ she called softly.
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Sharon smiled, getting dressed for the day and offering her his hand
Nother Dust took it, letting him help her up. "Help me get dressed?" She asked softly. "I was thinking maybe I could eat breakfast in the kitchen."
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Balenciaga ignored her. "You're wrong!" She said. "I know you're wrong!" She opened the picture and gasped, only for all sounds to then disappear. The oicture was grotesque, but there was no way she could not recognize her former lover. "Gretchen..."
Sharon smiled and nodded, getting her clothes and scarves for her. âDo you want me to take care of your hair for you?â He asked tenderly.
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Miss Glassbill curled up, ignoring her legs and wrapping her arms around herself. âIâm sorryâ she said softly. âBalenciagaâŠâ
Miss Wren started to cry, holding the photi to her chest. She couldn't believe she was alive all that time. That she could've saved her. "You were right" She sobbed. "What...why did they want her..."
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Mother sighed. "Please. I still can't reach very well."
Miss Glassbill gulped, feeling a dull ache in her chest. âThe wightsâŠâ it was hard to get the words out. âThey⊠they experimented on ymbrynesâ she said softly, tears welling in her own eyes.
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Sharon nodded, gently brushing her hair for her and tying it up so she could put the scarves over it.
"Experimented how?' Her voice was firm again, demanding. "Cathy how?!"
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Mother Dust smiled, wrapping the scarves up on top, covering the disfigured half of her face and her nose.
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"Hey...how are you?" Beth let John into her apartment, kissing him softly. "How's Laura?" John's mother had not yet been let out of the psych ward, the psycholgoist arguing that letting her out before all neccessary cintact with goverment officials and her employer had been concluded would be devastating for her emotionally and physically, and likely send her right back.
Miss Glassbill whimpered, she didnât want to say and it was bringing back bad memories. âThey⊠they wanted to-to createâŠ. More wights⊠they wanted to breed more wightsâ she choked out finally.
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âYouâre beautifulâ Sharon reminded softly.
ââ-
âTired, but Iâm fineâ John said. âMum is miserable. Sheâs lonely⊠and I canât spend all day with her⊠she misses her cat. Itâs all sheâs been talking aboutâ he sighed
"The peculiar one? Paws?" Beth asked. "Poor her...but can't they let her out soon? You know they're only trying to arrange for to have...a fair chance, when she comes out. So it won't be the same as it's been every time so far."
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Miss Wren fell quiet again. "I'm sorry." She wgispered, crying. "I had to ask." Then, she reached over. "You should keep your legs elivated.
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Mother looked at him sadly. "To you, perhaps."
John nodded. âShe wants her car so badâ he sighed and then nodded again. âI know⊠I just donât get how being stuck in there is doing any good for her. She hates it. Itâs miserableâ he said
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Miss Glassbill nodded, she pulled away a bit, not wanting to be touched. âIâm sorryâŠâ she whispered.
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âIt doesnât matter what anyone else thinkâ Sharon said seriously
Miss Wren was shocked to see Miss Glassbill pull away, and immidiatly felt guilty. Still, she couldn't express it, just cried helplessly.
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Mother Dust nodded. "Thank you." She said, still double chrcking the scarves in the mirror before going to leave the room.
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"I know" She agreed quietly. "I think...I think they think that nothing can happen when she's in there. She's safe and fed and protected. And when she come out, her life will be sorted for her."
Miss Glassbill didnât know what to do. She wanted to help but she felt sick herself. Sick and scared. Slowly she put her arm around Miss wren. âIâm sorry love, Iâm so sorryâ she said softly, hugging Miss Wren and trying to dry her tears. She knew she had to be strong right now.
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Sharon went with her, going to wake ronaldo as well.
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John nodded. âI know⊠but theyâre treating her like a childâ he said softly. âIt isnât rightâ
Beth bit her lip. "John...have you ever thought she need it? She's not very good at looking after herself. And...and she does have an intellectual disability."
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Mother Dust smiled, excited for them to wake her child as well.
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Miss Wren hugfed her back. "I thought.. I thought she was dead. All this time...she was alive." She cried.
John frowned. âYeah, but sheâs not a little kid. They can help her take care of herself without treating her like a babyâ he said.
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Gently Sharon woke ronaldo
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Miss Glassbill nodded. âI know⊠Iâm sorryâ she said quietly. âIâm sorry balenciaga. I know she meant a lot to youâ
Miss Wren nodded. "She...she ment everything." She said, not thinking of how it would feel to Cathy.
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"Morning love" Mother said softly when the boy started to stirr.
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Beth sighed. "I know. It itsn't right. But it qill ne okay."
Miss Glassbill clenched her jaw but said nothing. âI knowâ she said quietly. âI know loveâ she said quietly. Her heart was beating a little faster in her chest and she felt sick to her stomach. âIâm sorry you lost herâ she whispered, though what she really wanted to do was cry herself.
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Ronaldo smiled. âMum!â He said happily. âMum youâre out of bed!â
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John nodded. âI just donât like it when people treat mum like thatâ
Miss Wren nodded, continuing to cry.
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Mother Dust nodded. "I thought I'd eat breakfast in the kitchen today. I feel very good."
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Beth nodded. "I knoe. But it'll be over soon." She sighed. She immidiatly felt guilty for calli g in sick the last few days not wanting to go.
Miss Glassbill just sat there silently and hugged her, not knowing what else t do.
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âReally?!â Ronaldo asked exitedly, bolting out of bed to run and hug her.
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John nodded. âI just feel really bad for herâ he said softly
Beth nodded. "Talk to the psychologist. She's the one keeping here there."
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Mother nodded. "Really! I thought we could go outside later too.' She smiled.
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Eventually Miss Wren cried herself into an uneasy slumber.
âYes, maybe⊠maybe if I have mum move in with me, that way I can keep an eye on her and help her with bills and stuffâ he said.
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Ronaldo lit up. âYes! Yes letâs go outside!â He said happily.
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Miss Glassbill stayed awake, unable to sleep.
Beth nodded, then sighed. "And how long will you do that? Sooner or later she need to get along on her own. I mean...I get it, I really do. But..." She shut her mouth. "Never mind."
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Mother Dust chuckled. "After breakfast, honey."
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Miss Wren slept uneasily, moving and mummbling and moaning softly. The picture slipped out her hands, fluttering down on the cover.
âBut What?â John asked. âObviously mum canât be left on her own. She needs help. And I can help herâ he said.
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Ronaldo grinned and hugged her
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Miss Glassbill sighed, picking up the picture and putting it in the night table and gently stroking her hair to soothe her
Miss Wren calmed down. "Gretchen..." she mummbled.
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Mother Dust hugged him back, super happy.
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Beth nodded. "I know. And it works shortterm. But I'm thinking longterm...about you and me." She said softly.
Miss Glassbill sighed, trying to squash down a flair of jealousy.
âSheâs not here my loveâ she said softly. âIâm sorryâ
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âLetâs go eat, mum! I made more oranges!â Ronaldo said
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John frowned. âWeâll what else am I supposed to do!â He said. âMum needs someone who take care of her all the time!â
"I know!" Beth explained. "But I tohught...perhaps eventually...it's good to try and help her become more independant."
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Mother Dust chuckled. "I don't think I' ready for oranges. But your father promised porridge and honey."
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Miss Wren answered something inaudible, cuddling up to her.
John sighed. âIâm afraid if she gets left on her own again sheâll just get worse againâŠ. It happens. Every timeâ John said softly.
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Ronaldo nodded eagerly, holding her hand
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âIs Alright Love, just restâ Miss Glassbill said softly. âIâve got you⊠Iâm hereâ she said softly
Beth nodded. "Well I like Laura. So I suppose we can make it work."
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Miss Wren made a contant noise, cuddling close.
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Mother led her down the stairs.
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John nodded, rubbing his face. âIâm sorry BethâŠ. I just really worry about her. She needs to be taken care ofâ he said
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Miss Glassbill sighed, rubbing Balenciagaâs back and letting her cuddle as close as she needed while silently wondering why she couldnât be enough.
ââ
Ronaldo smiled and ran down the stairs
Mothrr followed her slowly.
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Balenciaga slept and dremt of Gretchen sweetly.
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"I know." Beth nodded. "I know. It's how it has to be right now."
Sharon stuck close by to make sure she was alright
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Miss Glassbill eventually managed to doze off as well.
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John sighed. âMaybe eventually We can get her her own place, somewhere nearby so we can keep an eye on herâ he said
Miss Glassbill & Miss Avocet RP
@almaperegrin
"Addison, where are you?"
Miss Wren walked down the corridor, looking for her missing dog. She'd seen him as recently as that very morning, but after breakfast he had quickly excused himself.
Now, it seemed, he was nowhere to be found.
Keeping her eyes down to dog level, she was too caught up in her own thoughts to look for oncoming traffic as she rounded a corner.
"You need help. I'm getting you help." She insisted stubbornly, putting Naomi back in her crib so she could breath a little easier before heading down to find Florence.
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Cora shivered. "We...I got some news. Aöparently the Wights have been hurting our Ymbeyne sisters more than we knew."
Miss Glassbill frowned but it was too late to argue since Miss wren had already hurried off.
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The blood drained from graceâs face and she moved closer to Cora. âWhat do you mean? Like what they did to Cathy and those others we rescued?â She asked
"Worse" Cora whispered. "They...they used them as incubators, for Wight soldiers. We're not ment to do that." She said, ready to cry.
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Miss Wren was completely whinded, wheezing when she came to the end of the corridor. She knockdd on the door sharply.
Grace was horrified. âOh godâŠâ she whispered, holding Cora a little closer. âThey couldnât have survived that, could they?â She asked softly.
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Miss Treecreeper came to the door. âWhat is it?â She asked quietly
Miss Wren had to catch her breath a little. "Something wrong...Cathy's legs are hurting her terribly."
Miss Treecreeper frowned. âIâll be right thereâ she said quietly, grabbing her dressing gown and medical bag before hurrying after Miss wren
"Some did. Mist didn't." Miss Woodpecker said sadly. "They sent a picture...it's grotescue."
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Miss Wren moved back towards their room as quick as she could, but had to stop about half-eay. "Go." She said. "I'll catch up."
Grace shuddered. âWhy would they send a picture?â She said, holding Cora a bit closer.
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Miss Treecreeper frowned. âIâm checking on you nextâ she said
The other Ymbrynes did...as proof. There was a specific Ymbryne in question." She said softly. "Who the Wights captured before they killed her, nd who we thought was dead."
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Miss Wren simply nodded, distravted by the pain and her worry for Cathy.
âOhâ grace said softly. âThatâs awfulâ she closed her eyes, trying not to imagine it
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Miss Treecreeper went into the bedroom to check on Miss Glassbill
Cora nodded. "Balenciaga was close to that particular ymbryne."
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Miss Glassbill looked up. "Balenciaga?" She asked, barely able to see anything until the light turned on.
âReally?â Grace asked. âShe isnât going to take it well when she hearsâ she said
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âItâs me. Balenciaga said your legs are hurting youâ Miss Treecreeper said.
"Why I wanted to speak to Cathy first." She nodded.
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"Oh...yes. they've been for a few days. But I don't think it should be that bad.
âGood ideaâ grace said softly.
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Miss Treecreeper sighed. âLet me see themâ she asked. âWhile Iâm here I want to check on the baby tooâ she added
Cira nodded. "Can we sleep now?"
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Cathy sighed, nodding. She moved the blanket outnof the way to show her.
Grace nodded, holding Cora close.
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Miss Treecreeper examined her legs and sighed. âCathy you should have called me earlier these look awfulâ she sighed, pointing to Cathyâs legs which were covered in swollen purple veins
Cathy blushed. "I didn't want to bother your for nothing."
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C8ra ckosed herbeyes, trying to sleep.
âIt isnât nothingâ Miss Treecreeper sighed. âTomorrow Iâm going to go out and buy a ou some compression stockings. For now Iâm banding your legs and I want you to elevate themâ she said. âAnd donât let the baby crawl on youâ she said, seeing Naomi who was ready to roll on top of her mother again.
ââ
Grace did as well
"I'm trying not to" She said, pushing her off. "So...they're swollen?" She asked.
Miss Wren managed to come in then, barely able to breath.
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âYes, your veins are swollen and your blood isnât flowing properlyâ Miss Treecreeper huffed
Miss Glassbill sighed. "Fine, I hear you. Now please check on Baleciaga" She asked, concerned for her partner.
âYes, I was planning on itâ Miss Treecreeper said, going over to Miss wren and making her sit down. âIâm going to wrap your Largs up after Cathyâ she said
Cathy nodded softly.
Miss Wren exhaled, only to regret it, her hand coming up to her side. Then, she tried to take a deeo breath and it wasn't even possible.
âAlright, letâs seeâ Miss Treecreeper said, getting her stethoscope to listen to Miss wrenâs lungs.
Miss Wren keot her breaths shallow but breathed as normal as she could.
âWeâll that doesnât sound too goodâ Miss Treecreeper said. âI want you to lie down flat, alright? To take pressure off your ribs and lungs.â
Miss Wren nodded, standing up to mive over to the bed. It was very difficult but she managed.
âCareful thereâ Miss Treecreeper said gently. âYour ribs arenât healing as quickly as Iâd like. Iâm worried about thatâ
Miss Wren sighed. "What does that mean?" She asked tiredly.
âIt means youâre pushing yourself too much.â Miss Treecreeper frowned. âAnd you need to rest. The best cure for broken ribs is restâ
Miss Wren huffed. "I've barely left bed for a week Florence!"
âWeâll I donât k ow what else to tell youâ Miss Treecreeper said. âRibs are tricky. Thereâs no easy fix. I canât just wrap them in a castâ she said
Miss Wren huffed again. "It had to be the ribs. Twice." She said unhappily, though by now she was soeaking to herself rather than her friend.
âYes, well no wonder itâs taking so long. Youâve broken them twice.â Miss Treecreeper sighed
Miss Wren nodded. "Unfortunatly." She agreed. "The first time was when we were still in the acre. But it was this year.
Miss Treecreeper sighed. âLook, if this gets worse youâll need to go to a hospital. Thereâs only so much I can do hereâ she said seriously
Miss Wren sighed and regretted it. "It won't get worse then." She said firmly.
âAlright thenâ Miss Treecreeper said, turning back to Miss Glassbill. âIâm going to wrap your legs now, and I want you to keep the elevatedâ she said
Miss Glassbill nodded. "I will" She promised softly.
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Mother Dust awoke, but it was not from pain, not the way she used to. Happily, she remembered that she was human now, and it seemed her bladder was asking for relief.
âGoodâ Miss Treecreeper said, bandaging her legs up. âAlright, lift your nightgown, I want to check on the babyâ she said
Cathy nodded, lifting up her nightgown. She was aware Miss Wren was observing them intently, nervous as always.
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Mother Dust found it funny, how something as simole as peeing could bring her so much joy.
âOh donât worry so much Balenciagaâ Miss Treecreeper chastised gently, glancing at the window as she realised the sun was coming up.
Gently she felt Miss Glassbillâs belly and sighed. âThe little one doesnât seem to want to lie the right wayâ she informed. âThereâs still time though. Hopefully it will shiftâ
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Sharon opened his eyes. âDo you need something love?â He asked lovingly
Miss Wren frowned. "Mostly they strsighten themselves out." She agreed softly.
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Mother Dust shook her head, carefully climbing back into bed. "I just had to pee." She said happily, unable to hide her strange excitment.
âExactly. Iâll just keep checking up to make sure itâs shifting the right wayâ Miss Treecreeper said. âThe naughty little thing is lying sideways right nowâ
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Sharon smiled. âYou went all on your own?â He asked, moving to give her a gentle kiss.
Miss Wren laughed. "Beth did the same thing." She said softly.
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"Yes" Mother Dust said happily, kissing his back. "I'm getting more mobile every day."
Miss Glassbill looked over at her, smiling a little. âReally?â She asked, placing a hand on her belly and feeling the baby squirm.
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Sharon have her a gentle hug. âDo you want to go outside today?â He asked softly
"Really" Miss Wren said. "The old woman tried to make her turn but she wouldn't budge. I just had to wait it out. In the end she came out the right way."
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Mother dust nodded, happy in his arms. "Don't you think Ronaldo would lov eit if I did?"
Miss Glassbill laughed softly. âThatâs goodâ she said, turning her head to offer Miss Wren a kiss.
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Sharon nodded. âHe wouldâ he smiled
Mother nodded. "Then I should. "
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Miss Wren kissed her back.
"I'm going to go. Take it easy."
Sharon smiled. Sitting up and keeping his arm around her, unable to stop a smile.
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Miss Glassbill nodded. âBalenciagaâŠâ she said softly. âI have something to tell youâŠâ she said
"Things are finally looking up for us." Mother Dust said. "Finally."
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Miss Wren looked at ger expectantly, but was interrupted by a knock on the door. Cora stuck her head in, hurrying over to Cathy. "There.. there was a picture too." She said quietly, handing over the folded piece of paper.
ïżŒSharon smiled, giving her a little kiss. âThey areâ he agreed.
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Miss Glassbill took a deep shaky breath, trying to figure out the best way to say what she had to say . âBalenciaga, remember when you told me about Gretchen Tern?â She asked.
"Yes..?" Miss Wren's voice was trembling before she even heard the news.
Cora snuck out, leaving them with the terrible news and the gruesome picture.
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Mother smiled. "I love you. So much."
Miss Glassbill took a shaky breath. She didnât want to say but she knew she had to. âThey found her bodyâ she said softly. âIâm sorry balenciagaâ
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Sharon smiled, giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek
Mother Dust laughed, cuddling him more closely.
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"What?" Miss Wren shook her head. "That was ling ago. Long, long ago. I knew that."
Sharon sat up. âDo you want breakfast?â He offered.
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âExcept it wasnâtâ Miss Glassbill said softly. âThey just found her body, in Ireland. The wights had herâ she said quietly, trying to tell her as gently as she could
"No." Miss Wren immidiatly denied it. "No. Why would she be in Ireland? She was French!"
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"Yes please" mother nodded. "I'm hungry"
Miss Glassbill nodded. âIâm telling the truth. I wish I wasnâtâ she said softly. âThe wights took her⊠she wasnât deadâ she said quietly, feeling like a cold fist was squeezing her heart.
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Sharon smiled. âWhat would you like to eat?â He asked
"I don't know. Something that had a good textur I suppose. I still have some issue with and crumbly things." She said softly.
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All colour drained from Miss Wren's face as she under stood. "The picture. Give me the picture!" She said, reaching for the piece of paper.
âHow about porridge? We can put honey in itâ Sharon suggested.
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Miss Glassbill gulped, holding the picture a little tighter. âBakenciaga, it isnât pretty⊠I wouldnât lookâ she said softly
"Give it to me!" Miss Wren roared, grabbing her hands and bending open her fingers to get to it. She wasn't thinkikg clearly, thinking if she could just see it she would know she was wrong and it wasn't actually Miss Tern.
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Mother nodded eagerly. "That sounds wonderful!"
Miss Glassbill shrank back, her eyes wide as she pulled away from Balenciaga. âLoveâŠâ she called softly.
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Sharon smiled, getting dressed for the day and offering her his hand
Nother Dust took it, letting him help her up. "Help me get dressed?" She asked softly. "I was thinking maybe I could eat breakfast in the kitchen."
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Balenciaga ignored her. "You're wrong!" She said. "I know you're wrong!" She opened the picture and gasped, only for all sounds to then disappear. The oicture was grotesque, but there was no way she could not recognize her former lover. "Gretchen..."
Sharon smiled and nodded, getting her clothes and scarves for her. âDo you want me to take care of your hair for you?â He asked tenderly.
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Miss Glassbill curled up, ignoring her legs and wrapping her arms around herself. âIâm sorryâ she said softly. âBalenciagaâŠâ
Miss Wren started to cry, holding the photi to her chest. She couldn't believe she was alive all that time. That she could've saved her. "You were right" She sobbed. "What...why did they want her..."
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Mother sighed. "Please. I still can't reach very well."
Miss Glassbill gulped, feeling a dull ache in her chest. âThe wightsâŠâ it was hard to get the words out. âThey⊠they experimented on ymbrynesâ she said softly, tears welling in her own eyes.
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Sharon nodded, gently brushing her hair for her and tying it up so she could put the scarves over it.
"Experimented how?' Her voice was firm again, demanding. "Cathy how?!"
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Mother Dust smiled, wrapping the scarves up on top, covering the disfigured half of her face and her nose.
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"Hey...how are you?" Beth let John into her apartment, kissing him softly. "How's Laura?" John's mother had not yet been let out of the psych ward, the psycholgoist arguing that letting her out before all neccessary cintact with goverment officials and her employer had been concluded would be devastating for her emotionally and physically, and likely send her right back.
Miss Glassbill whimpered, she didnât want to say and it was bringing back bad memories. âThey⊠they wanted to-to createâŠ. More wights⊠they wanted to breed more wightsâ she choked out finally.
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âYouâre beautifulâ Sharon reminded softly.
ââ-
âTired, but Iâm fineâ John said. âMum is miserable. Sheâs lonely⊠and I canât spend all day with her⊠she misses her cat. Itâs all sheâs been talking aboutâ he sighed
"The peculiar one? Paws?" Beth asked. "Poor her...but can't they let her out soon? You know they're only trying to arrange for to have...a fair chance, when she comes out. So it won't be the same as it's been every time so far."
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Miss Wren fell quiet again. "I'm sorry." She wgispered, crying. "I had to ask." Then, she reached over. "You should keep your legs elivated.
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Mother looked at him sadly. "To you, perhaps."
John nodded. âShe wants her car so badâ he sighed and then nodded again. âI know⊠I just donât get how being stuck in there is doing any good for her. She hates it. Itâs miserableâ he said
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Miss Glassbill nodded, she pulled away a bit, not wanting to be touched. âIâm sorryâŠâ she whispered.
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âIt doesnât matter what anyone else thinkâ Sharon said seriously
Miss Wren was shocked to see Miss Glassbill pull away, and immidiatly felt guilty. Still, she couldn't express it, just cried helplessly.
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Mother Dust nodded. "Thank you." She said, still double chrcking the scarves in the mirror before going to leave the room.
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"I know" She agreed quietly. "I think...I think they think that nothing can happen when she's in there. She's safe and fed and protected. And when she come out, her life will be sorted for her."
Miss Glassbill didnât know what to do. She wanted to help but she felt sick herself. Sick and scared. Slowly she put her arm around Miss wren. âIâm sorry love, Iâm so sorryâ she said softly, hugging Miss Wren and trying to dry her tears. She knew she had to be strong right now.
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Sharon went with her, going to wake ronaldo as well.
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John nodded. âI know⊠but theyâre treating her like a childâ he said softly. âIt isnât rightâ
Beth bit her lip. "John...have you ever thought she need it? She's not very good at looking after herself. And...and she does have an intellectual disability."
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Mother Dust smiled, excited for them to wake her child as well.
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Miss Wren hugfed her back. "I thought.. I thought she was dead. All this time...she was alive." She cried.
John frowned. âYeah, but sheâs not a little kid. They can help her take care of herself without treating her like a babyâ he said.
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Gently Sharon woke ronaldo
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Miss Glassbill nodded. âI know⊠Iâm sorryâ she said quietly. âIâm sorry balenciaga. I know she meant a lot to youâ
Miss Wren nodded. "She...she ment everything." She said, not thinking of how it would feel to Cathy.
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"Morning love" Mother said softly when the boy started to stirr.
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Beth sighed. "I know. It itsn't right. But it qill ne okay."
Miss Glassbill clenched her jaw but said nothing. âI knowâ she said quietly. âI know loveâ she said quietly. Her heart was beating a little faster in her chest and she felt sick to her stomach. âIâm sorry you lost herâ she whispered, though what she really wanted to do was cry herself.
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Ronaldo smiled. âMum!â He said happily. âMum youâre out of bed!â
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John nodded. âI just donât like it when people treat mum like thatâ
Miss Wren nodded, continuing to cry.
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Mother Dust nodded. "I thought I'd eat breakfast in the kitchen today. I feel very good."
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Beth nodded. "I knoe. But it'll be over soon." She sighed. She immidiatly felt guilty for calli g in sick the last few days not wanting to go.
Miss Glassbill just sat there silently and hugged her, not knowing what else t do.
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âReally?!â Ronaldo asked exitedly, bolting out of bed to run and hug her.
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John nodded. âI just feel really bad for herâ he said softly
Beth nodded. "Talk to the psychologist. She's the one keeping here there."
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Mother nodded. "Really! I thought we could go outside later too.' She smiled.
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Eventually Miss Wren cried herself into an uneasy slumber.
âYes, maybe⊠maybe if I have mum move in with me, that way I can keep an eye on her and help her with bills and stuffâ he said.
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Ronaldo lit up. âYes! Yes letâs go outside!â He said happily.
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Miss Glassbill stayed awake, unable to sleep.
Beth nodded, then sighed. "And how long will you do that? Sooner or later she need to get along on her own. I mean...I get it, I really do. But..." She shut her mouth. "Never mind."
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Mother Dust chuckled. "After breakfast, honey."
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Miss Wren slept uneasily, moving and mummbling and moaning softly. The picture slipped out her hands, fluttering down on the cover.
âBut What?â John asked. âObviously mum canât be left on her own. She needs help. And I can help herâ he said.
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Ronaldo grinned and hugged her
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Miss Glassbill sighed, picking up the picture and putting it in the night table and gently stroking her hair to soothe her
Miss Wren calmed down. "Gretchen..." she mummbled.
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Mother Dust hugged him back, super happy.
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Beth nodded. "I know. And it works shortterm. But I'm thinking longterm...about you and me." She said softly.
Miss Glassbill sighed, trying to squash down a flair of jealousy.
âSheâs not here my loveâ she said softly. âIâm sorryâ
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âLetâs go eat, mum! I made more oranges!â Ronaldo said
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John frowned. âWeâll what else am I supposed to do!â He said. âMum needs someone who take care of her all the time!â
"I know!" Beth explained. "But I tohught...perhaps eventually...it's good to try and help her become more independant."
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Mother Dust chuckled. "I don't think I' ready for oranges. But your father promised porridge and honey."
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Miss Wren answered something inaudible, cuddling up to her.
John sighed. âIâm afraid if she gets left on her own again sheâll just get worse againâŠ. It happens. Every timeâ John said softly.
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Ronaldo nodded eagerly, holding her hand
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âIs Alright Love, just restâ Miss Glassbill said softly. âIâve got you⊠Iâm hereâ she said softly
Beth nodded. "Well I like Laura. So I suppose we can make it work."
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Miss Wren made a contant noise, cuddling close.
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Mother led her down the stairs.
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John nodded, rubbing his face. âIâm sorry BethâŠ. I just really worry about her. She needs to be taken care ofâ he said
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Miss Glassbill sighed, rubbing Balenciagaâs back and letting her cuddle as close as she needed while silently wondering why she couldnât be enough.
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Ronaldo smiled and ran down the stairs
Miss Glassbill & Miss Avocet RP
@almaperegrin
"Addison, where are you?"
Miss Wren walked down the corridor, looking for her missing dog. She'd seen him as recently as that very morning, but after breakfast he had quickly excused himself.
Now, it seemed, he was nowhere to be found.
Keeping her eyes down to dog level, she was too caught up in her own thoughts to look for oncoming traffic as she rounded a corner.
"You need help. I'm getting you help." She insisted stubbornly, putting Naomi back in her crib so she could breath a little easier before heading down to find Florence.
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Cora shivered. "We...I got some news. Aöparently the Wights have been hurting our Ymbeyne sisters more than we knew."
Miss Glassbill frowned but it was too late to argue since Miss wren had already hurried off.
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The blood drained from graceâs face and she moved closer to Cora. âWhat do you mean? Like what they did to Cathy and those others we rescued?â She asked
"Worse" Cora whispered. "They...they used them as incubators, for Wight soldiers. We're not ment to do that." She said, ready to cry.
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Miss Wren was completely whinded, wheezing when she came to the end of the corridor. She knockdd on the door sharply.
Grace was horrified. âOh godâŠâ she whispered, holding Cora a little closer. âThey couldnât have survived that, could they?â She asked softly.
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Miss Treecreeper came to the door. âWhat is it?â She asked quietly
Miss Wren had to catch her breath a little. "Something wrong...Cathy's legs are hurting her terribly."
Miss Treecreeper frowned. âIâll be right thereâ she said quietly, grabbing her dressing gown and medical bag before hurrying after Miss wren
"Some did. Mist didn't." Miss Woodpecker said sadly. "They sent a picture...it's grotescue."
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Miss Wren moved back towards their room as quick as she could, but had to stop about half-eay. "Go." She said. "I'll catch up."
Grace shuddered. âWhy would they send a picture?â She said, holding Cora a bit closer.
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Miss Treecreeper frowned. âIâm checking on you nextâ she said
The other Ymbrynes did...as proof. There was a specific Ymbryne in question." She said softly. "Who the Wights captured before they killed her, nd who we thought was dead."
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Miss Wren simply nodded, distravted by the pain and her worry for Cathy.
âOhâ grace said softly. âThatâs awfulâ she closed her eyes, trying not to imagine it
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Miss Treecreeper went into the bedroom to check on Miss Glassbill
Cora nodded. "Balenciaga was close to that particular ymbryne."
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Miss Glassbill looked up. "Balenciaga?" She asked, barely able to see anything until the light turned on.
âReally?â Grace asked. âShe isnât going to take it well when she hearsâ she said
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âItâs me. Balenciaga said your legs are hurting youâ Miss Treecreeper said.
"Why I wanted to speak to Cathy first." She nodded.
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"Oh...yes. they've been for a few days. But I don't think it should be that bad.
âGood ideaâ grace said softly.
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Miss Treecreeper sighed. âLet me see themâ she asked. âWhile Iâm here I want to check on the baby tooâ she added
Cira nodded. "Can we sleep now?"
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Cathy sighed, nodding. She moved the blanket outnof the way to show her.
Grace nodded, holding Cora close.
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Miss Treecreeper examined her legs and sighed. âCathy you should have called me earlier these look awfulâ she sighed, pointing to Cathyâs legs which were covered in swollen purple veins
Cathy blushed. "I didn't want to bother your for nothing."
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C8ra ckosed herbeyes, trying to sleep.
âIt isnât nothingâ Miss Treecreeper sighed. âTomorrow Iâm going to go out and buy a ou some compression stockings. For now Iâm banding your legs and I want you to elevate themâ she said. âAnd donât let the baby crawl on youâ she said, seeing Naomi who was ready to roll on top of her mother again.
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Grace did as well
"I'm trying not to" She said, pushing her off. "So...they're swollen?" She asked.
Miss Wren managed to come in then, barely able to breath.
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âYes, your veins are swollen and your blood isnât flowing properlyâ Miss Treecreeper huffed
Miss Glassbill sighed. "Fine, I hear you. Now please check on Baleciaga" She asked, concerned for her partner.
âYes, I was planning on itâ Miss Treecreeper said, going over to Miss wren and making her sit down. âIâm going to wrap your Largs up after Cathyâ she said
Cathy nodded softly.
Miss Wren exhaled, only to regret it, her hand coming up to her side. Then, she tried to take a deeo breath and it wasn't even possible.
âAlright, letâs seeâ Miss Treecreeper said, getting her stethoscope to listen to Miss wrenâs lungs.
Miss Wren keot her breaths shallow but breathed as normal as she could.
âWeâll that doesnât sound too goodâ Miss Treecreeper said. âI want you to lie down flat, alright? To take pressure off your ribs and lungs.â
Miss Wren nodded, standing up to mive over to the bed. It was very difficult but she managed.
âCareful thereâ Miss Treecreeper said gently. âYour ribs arenât healing as quickly as Iâd like. Iâm worried about thatâ
Miss Wren sighed. "What does that mean?" She asked tiredly.
âIt means youâre pushing yourself too much.â Miss Treecreeper frowned. âAnd you need to rest. The best cure for broken ribs is restâ
Miss Wren huffed. "I've barely left bed for a week Florence!"
âWeâll I donât k ow what else to tell youâ Miss Treecreeper said. âRibs are tricky. Thereâs no easy fix. I canât just wrap them in a castâ she said
Miss Wren huffed again. "It had to be the ribs. Twice." She said unhappily, though by now she was soeaking to herself rather than her friend.
âYes, well no wonder itâs taking so long. Youâve broken them twice.â Miss Treecreeper sighed
Miss Wren nodded. "Unfortunatly." She agreed. "The first time was when we were still in the acre. But it was this year.
Miss Treecreeper sighed. âLook, if this gets worse youâll need to go to a hospital. Thereâs only so much I can do hereâ she said seriously
Miss Wren sighed and regretted it. "It won't get worse then." She said firmly.
âAlright thenâ Miss Treecreeper said, turning back to Miss Glassbill. âIâm going to wrap your legs now, and I want you to keep the elevatedâ she said
Miss Glassbill nodded. "I will" She promised softly.
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Mother Dust awoke, but it was not from pain, not the way she used to. Happily, she remembered that she was human now, and it seemed her bladder was asking for relief.
âGoodâ Miss Treecreeper said, bandaging her legs up. âAlright, lift your nightgown, I want to check on the babyâ she said
Cathy nodded, lifting up her nightgown. She was aware Miss Wren was observing them intently, nervous as always.
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Mother Dust found it funny, how something as simole as peeing could bring her so much joy.
âOh donât worry so much Balenciagaâ Miss Treecreeper chastised gently, glancing at the window as she realised the sun was coming up.
Gently she felt Miss Glassbillâs belly and sighed. âThe little one doesnât seem to want to lie the right wayâ she informed. âThereâs still time though. Hopefully it will shiftâ
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Sharon opened his eyes. âDo you need something love?â He asked lovingly
Miss Wren frowned. "Mostly they strsighten themselves out." She agreed softly.
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Mother Dust shook her head, carefully climbing back into bed. "I just had to pee." She said happily, unable to hide her strange excitment.
âExactly. Iâll just keep checking up to make sure itâs shifting the right wayâ Miss Treecreeper said. âThe naughty little thing is lying sideways right nowâ
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Sharon smiled. âYou went all on your own?â He asked, moving to give her a gentle kiss.
Miss Wren laughed. "Beth did the same thing." She said softly.
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"Yes" Mother Dust said happily, kissing his back. "I'm getting more mobile every day."
Miss Glassbill looked over at her, smiling a little. âReally?â She asked, placing a hand on her belly and feeling the baby squirm.
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Sharon have her a gentle hug. âDo you want to go outside today?â He asked softly
"Really" Miss Wren said. "The old woman tried to make her turn but she wouldn't budge. I just had to wait it out. In the end she came out the right way."
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Mother dust nodded, happy in his arms. "Don't you think Ronaldo would lov eit if I did?"
Miss Glassbill laughed softly. âThatâs goodâ she said, turning her head to offer Miss Wren a kiss.
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Sharon nodded. âHe wouldâ he smiled
Mother nodded. "Then I should. "
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Miss Wren kissed her back.
"I'm going to go. Take it easy."
Sharon smiled. Sitting up and keeping his arm around her, unable to stop a smile.
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Miss Glassbill nodded. âBalenciagaâŠâ she said softly. âI have something to tell youâŠâ she said
"Things are finally looking up for us." Mother Dust said. "Finally."
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Miss Wren looked at ger expectantly, but was interrupted by a knock on the door. Cora stuck her head in, hurrying over to Cathy. "There.. there was a picture too." She said quietly, handing over the folded piece of paper.
ïżŒSharon smiled, giving her a little kiss. âThey areâ he agreed.
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Miss Glassbill took a deep shaky breath, trying to figure out the best way to say what she had to say . âBalenciaga, remember when you told me about Gretchen Tern?â She asked.
"Yes..?" Miss Wren's voice was trembling before she even heard the news.
Cora snuck out, leaving them with the terrible news and the gruesome picture.
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Mother smiled. "I love you. So much."
Miss Glassbill took a shaky breath. She didnât want to say but she knew she had to. âThey found her bodyâ she said softly. âIâm sorry balenciagaâ
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Sharon smiled, giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek
Mother Dust laughed, cuddling him more closely.
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"What?" Miss Wren shook her head. "That was ling ago. Long, long ago. I knew that."
Sharon sat up. âDo you want breakfast?â He offered.
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âExcept it wasnâtâ Miss Glassbill said softly. âThey just found her body, in Ireland. The wights had herâ she said quietly, trying to tell her as gently as she could
"No." Miss Wren immidiatly denied it. "No. Why would she be in Ireland? She was French!"
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"Yes please" mother nodded. "I'm hungry"
Miss Glassbill nodded. âIâm telling the truth. I wish I wasnâtâ she said softly. âThe wights took her⊠she wasnât deadâ she said quietly, feeling like a cold fist was squeezing her heart.
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Sharon smiled. âWhat would you like to eat?â He asked
"I don't know. Something that had a good textur I suppose. I still have some issue with and crumbly things." She said softly.
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All colour drained from Miss Wren's face as she under stood. "The picture. Give me the picture!" She said, reaching for the piece of paper.
âHow about porridge? We can put honey in itâ Sharon suggested.
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Miss Glassbill gulped, holding the picture a little tighter. âBakenciaga, it isnât pretty⊠I wouldnât lookâ she said softly
"Give it to me!" Miss Wren roared, grabbing her hands and bending open her fingers to get to it. She wasn't thinkikg clearly, thinking if she could just see it she would know she was wrong and it wasn't actually Miss Tern.
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Mother nodded eagerly. "That sounds wonderful!"
Miss Glassbill shrank back, her eyes wide as she pulled away from Balenciaga. âLoveâŠâ she called softly.
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Sharon smiled, getting dressed for the day and offering her his hand
Nother Dust took it, letting him help her up. "Help me get dressed?" She asked softly. "I was thinking maybe I could eat breakfast in the kitchen."
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Balenciaga ignored her. "You're wrong!" She said. "I know you're wrong!" She opened the picture and gasped, only for all sounds to then disappear. The oicture was grotesque, but there was no way she could not recognize her former lover. "Gretchen..."
Sharon smiled and nodded, getting her clothes and scarves for her. âDo you want me to take care of your hair for you?â He asked tenderly.
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Miss Glassbill curled up, ignoring her legs and wrapping her arms around herself. âIâm sorryâ she said softly. âBalenciagaâŠâ
Miss Wren started to cry, holding the photi to her chest. She couldn't believe she was alive all that time. That she could've saved her. "You were right" She sobbed. "What...why did they want her..."
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Mother sighed. "Please. I still can't reach very well."
Miss Glassbill gulped, feeling a dull ache in her chest. âThe wightsâŠâ it was hard to get the words out. âThey⊠they experimented on ymbrynesâ she said softly, tears welling in her own eyes.
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Sharon nodded, gently brushing her hair for her and tying it up so she could put the scarves over it.
"Experimented how?' Her voice was firm again, demanding. "Cathy how?!"
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Mother Dust smiled, wrapping the scarves up on top, covering the disfigured half of her face and her nose.
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"Hey...how are you?" Beth let John into her apartment, kissing him softly. "How's Laura?" John's mother had not yet been let out of the psych ward, the psycholgoist arguing that letting her out before all neccessary cintact with goverment officials and her employer had been concluded would be devastating for her emotionally and physically, and likely send her right back.
Miss Glassbill whimpered, she didnât want to say and it was bringing back bad memories. âThey⊠they wanted to-to createâŠ. More wights⊠they wanted to breed more wightsâ she choked out finally.
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âYouâre beautifulâ Sharon reminded softly.
ââ-
âTired, but Iâm fineâ John said. âMum is miserable. Sheâs lonely⊠and I canât spend all day with her⊠she misses her cat. Itâs all sheâs been talking aboutâ he sighed
"The peculiar one? Paws?" Beth asked. "Poor her...but can't they let her out soon? You know they're only trying to arrange for to have...a fair chance, when she comes out. So it won't be the same as it's been every time so far."
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Miss Wren fell quiet again. "I'm sorry." She wgispered, crying. "I had to ask." Then, she reached over. "You should keep your legs elivated.
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Mother looked at him sadly. "To you, perhaps."
John nodded. âShe wants her car so badâ he sighed and then nodded again. âI know⊠I just donât get how being stuck in there is doing any good for her. She hates it. Itâs miserableâ he said
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Miss Glassbill nodded, she pulled away a bit, not wanting to be touched. âIâm sorryâŠâ she whispered.
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âIt doesnât matter what anyone else thinkâ Sharon said seriously
Miss Wren was shocked to see Miss Glassbill pull away, and immidiatly felt guilty. Still, she couldn't express it, just cried helplessly.
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Mother Dust nodded. "Thank you." She said, still double chrcking the scarves in the mirror before going to leave the room.
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"I know" She agreed quietly. "I think...I think they think that nothing can happen when she's in there. She's safe and fed and protected. And when she come out, her life will be sorted for her."
Miss Glassbill didnât know what to do. She wanted to help but she felt sick herself. Sick and scared. Slowly she put her arm around Miss wren. âIâm sorry love, Iâm so sorryâ she said softly, hugging Miss Wren and trying to dry her tears. She knew she had to be strong right now.
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Sharon went with her, going to wake ronaldo as well.
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John nodded. âI know⊠but theyâre treating her like a childâ he said softly. âIt isnât rightâ
Beth bit her lip. "John...have you ever thought she need it? She's not very good at looking after herself. And...and she does have an intellectual disability."
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Mother Dust smiled, excited for them to wake her child as well.
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Miss Wren hugfed her back. "I thought.. I thought she was dead. All this time...she was alive." She cried.
John frowned. âYeah, but sheâs not a little kid. They can help her take care of herself without treating her like a babyâ he said.
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Gently Sharon woke ronaldo
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Miss Glassbill nodded. âI know⊠Iâm sorryâ she said quietly. âIâm sorry balenciaga. I know she meant a lot to youâ
Miss Wren nodded. "She...she ment everything." She said, not thinking of how it would feel to Cathy.
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"Morning love" Mother said softly when the boy started to stirr.
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Beth sighed. "I know. It itsn't right. But it qill ne okay."
Miss Glassbill clenched her jaw but said nothing. âI knowâ she said quietly. âI know loveâ she said quietly. Her heart was beating a little faster in her chest and she felt sick to her stomach. âIâm sorry you lost herâ she whispered, though what she really wanted to do was cry herself.
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Ronaldo smiled. âMum!â He said happily. âMum youâre out of bed!â
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John nodded. âI just donât like it when people treat mum like thatâ
Miss Wren nodded, continuing to cry.
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Mother Dust nodded. "I thought I'd eat breakfast in the kitchen today. I feel very good."
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Beth nodded. "I knoe. But it'll be over soon." She sighed. She immidiatly felt guilty for calli g in sick the last few days not wanting to go.
Miss Glassbill just sat there silently and hugged her, not knowing what else t do.
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âReally?!â Ronaldo asked exitedly, bolting out of bed to run and hug her.
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John nodded. âI just feel really bad for herâ he said softly
Beth nodded. "Talk to the psychologist. She's the one keeping here there."
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Mother nodded. "Really! I thought we could go outside later too.' She smiled.
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Eventually Miss Wren cried herself into an uneasy slumber.
âYes, maybe⊠maybe if I have mum move in with me, that way I can keep an eye on her and help her with bills and stuffâ he said.
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Ronaldo lit up. âYes! Yes letâs go outside!â He said happily.
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Miss Glassbill stayed awake, unable to sleep.
Beth nodded, then sighed. "And how long will you do that? Sooner or later she need to get along on her own. I mean...I get it, I really do. But..." She shut her mouth. "Never mind."
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Mother Dust chuckled. "After breakfast, honey."
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Miss Wren slept uneasily, moving and mummbling and moaning softly. The picture slipped out her hands, fluttering down on the cover.
âBut What?â John asked. âObviously mum canât be left on her own. She needs help. And I can help herâ he said.
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Ronaldo grinned and hugged her
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Miss Glassbill sighed, picking up the picture and putting it in the night table and gently stroking her hair to soothe her
Miss Wren calmed down. "Gretchen..." she mummbled.
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Mother Dust hugged him back, super happy.
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Beth nodded. "I know. And it works shortterm. But I'm thinking longterm...about you and me." She said softly.
Miss Glassbill sighed, trying to squash down a flair of jealousy.
âSheâs not here my loveâ she said softly. âIâm sorryâ
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âLetâs go eat, mum! I made more oranges!â Ronaldo said
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John frowned. âWeâll what else am I supposed to do!â He said. âMum needs someone who take care of her all the time!â
"I know!" Beth explained. "But I tohught...perhaps eventually...it's good to try and help her become more independant."
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Mother Dust chuckled. "I don't think I' ready for oranges. But your father promised porridge and honey."
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Miss Wren answered something inaudible, cuddling up to her.
John sighed. âIâm afraid if she gets left on her own again sheâll just get worse againâŠ. It happens. Every timeâ John said softly.
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Ronaldo nodded eagerly, holding her hand
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âIs Alright Love, just restâ Miss Glassbill said softly. âIâve got you⊠Iâm hereâ she said softly
Miss Glassbill & Miss Avocet RP
@almaperegrin
"Addison, where are you?"
Miss Wren walked down the corridor, looking for her missing dog. She'd seen him as recently as that very morning, but after breakfast he had quickly excused himself.
Now, it seemed, he was nowhere to be found.
Keeping her eyes down to dog level, she was too caught up in her own thoughts to look for oncoming traffic as she rounded a corner.
"You need help. I'm getting you help." She insisted stubbornly, putting Naomi back in her crib so she could breath a little easier before heading down to find Florence.
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Cora shivered. "We...I got some news. Aöparently the Wights have been hurting our Ymbeyne sisters more than we knew."
Miss Glassbill frowned but it was too late to argue since Miss wren had already hurried off.
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The blood drained from graceâs face and she moved closer to Cora. âWhat do you mean? Like what they did to Cathy and those others we rescued?â She asked
"Worse" Cora whispered. "They...they used them as incubators, for Wight soldiers. We're not ment to do that." She said, ready to cry.
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Miss Wren was completely whinded, wheezing when she came to the end of the corridor. She knockdd on the door sharply.
Grace was horrified. âOh godâŠâ she whispered, holding Cora a little closer. âThey couldnât have survived that, could they?â She asked softly.
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Miss Treecreeper came to the door. âWhat is it?â She asked quietly
Miss Wren had to catch her breath a little. "Something wrong...Cathy's legs are hurting her terribly."
Miss Treecreeper frowned. âIâll be right thereâ she said quietly, grabbing her dressing gown and medical bag before hurrying after Miss wren
"Some did. Mist didn't." Miss Woodpecker said sadly. "They sent a picture...it's grotescue."
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Miss Wren moved back towards their room as quick as she could, but had to stop about half-eay. "Go." She said. "I'll catch up."
Grace shuddered. âWhy would they send a picture?â She said, holding Cora a bit closer.
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Miss Treecreeper frowned. âIâm checking on you nextâ she said
The other Ymbrynes did...as proof. There was a specific Ymbryne in question." She said softly. "Who the Wights captured before they killed her, nd who we thought was dead."
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Miss Wren simply nodded, distravted by the pain and her worry for Cathy.
âOhâ grace said softly. âThatâs awfulâ she closed her eyes, trying not to imagine it
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Miss Treecreeper went into the bedroom to check on Miss Glassbill
Cora nodded. "Balenciaga was close to that particular ymbryne."
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Miss Glassbill looked up. "Balenciaga?" She asked, barely able to see anything until the light turned on.
âReally?â Grace asked. âShe isnât going to take it well when she hearsâ she said
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âItâs me. Balenciaga said your legs are hurting youâ Miss Treecreeper said.
"Why I wanted to speak to Cathy first." She nodded.
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"Oh...yes. they've been for a few days. But I don't think it should be that bad.
âGood ideaâ grace said softly.
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Miss Treecreeper sighed. âLet me see themâ she asked. âWhile Iâm here I want to check on the baby tooâ she added
Cira nodded. "Can we sleep now?"
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Cathy sighed, nodding. She moved the blanket outnof the way to show her.
Grace nodded, holding Cora close.
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Miss Treecreeper examined her legs and sighed. âCathy you should have called me earlier these look awfulâ she sighed, pointing to Cathyâs legs which were covered in swollen purple veins
Cathy blushed. "I didn't want to bother your for nothing."
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C8ra ckosed herbeyes, trying to sleep.
âIt isnât nothingâ Miss Treecreeper sighed. âTomorrow Iâm going to go out and buy a ou some compression stockings. For now Iâm banding your legs and I want you to elevate themâ she said. âAnd donât let the baby crawl on youâ she said, seeing Naomi who was ready to roll on top of her mother again.
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Grace did as well
"I'm trying not to" She said, pushing her off. "So...they're swollen?" She asked.
Miss Wren managed to come in then, barely able to breath.
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âYes, your veins are swollen and your blood isnât flowing properlyâ Miss Treecreeper huffed
Miss Glassbill sighed. "Fine, I hear you. Now please check on Baleciaga" She asked, concerned for her partner.
âYes, I was planning on itâ Miss Treecreeper said, going over to Miss wren and making her sit down. âIâm going to wrap your Largs up after Cathyâ she said
Cathy nodded softly.
Miss Wren exhaled, only to regret it, her hand coming up to her side. Then, she tried to take a deeo breath and it wasn't even possible.
âAlright, letâs seeâ Miss Treecreeper said, getting her stethoscope to listen to Miss wrenâs lungs.
Miss Wren keot her breaths shallow but breathed as normal as she could.
âWeâll that doesnât sound too goodâ Miss Treecreeper said. âI want you to lie down flat, alright? To take pressure off your ribs and lungs.â
Miss Wren nodded, standing up to mive over to the bed. It was very difficult but she managed.
âCareful thereâ Miss Treecreeper said gently. âYour ribs arenât healing as quickly as Iâd like. Iâm worried about thatâ
Miss Wren sighed. "What does that mean?" She asked tiredly.
âIt means youâre pushing yourself too much.â Miss Treecreeper frowned. âAnd you need to rest. The best cure for broken ribs is restâ
Miss Wren huffed. "I've barely left bed for a week Florence!"
âWeâll I donât k ow what else to tell youâ Miss Treecreeper said. âRibs are tricky. Thereâs no easy fix. I canât just wrap them in a castâ she said
Miss Wren huffed again. "It had to be the ribs. Twice." She said unhappily, though by now she was soeaking to herself rather than her friend.
âYes, well no wonder itâs taking so long. Youâve broken them twice.â Miss Treecreeper sighed
Miss Wren nodded. "Unfortunatly." She agreed. "The first time was when we were still in the acre. But it was this year.
Miss Treecreeper sighed. âLook, if this gets worse youâll need to go to a hospital. Thereâs only so much I can do hereâ she said seriously
Miss Wren sighed and regretted it. "It won't get worse then." She said firmly.
âAlright thenâ Miss Treecreeper said, turning back to Miss Glassbill. âIâm going to wrap your legs now, and I want you to keep the elevatedâ she said
Miss Glassbill nodded. "I will" She promised softly.
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Mother Dust awoke, but it was not from pain, not the way she used to. Happily, she remembered that she was human now, and it seemed her bladder was asking for relief.
âGoodâ Miss Treecreeper said, bandaging her legs up. âAlright, lift your nightgown, I want to check on the babyâ she said
Cathy nodded, lifting up her nightgown. She was aware Miss Wren was observing them intently, nervous as always.
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Mother Dust found it funny, how something as simole as peeing could bring her so much joy.
âOh donât worry so much Balenciagaâ Miss Treecreeper chastised gently, glancing at the window as she realised the sun was coming up.
Gently she felt Miss Glassbillâs belly and sighed. âThe little one doesnât seem to want to lie the right wayâ she informed. âThereâs still time though. Hopefully it will shiftâ
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Sharon opened his eyes. âDo you need something love?â He asked lovingly
Miss Wren frowned. "Mostly they strsighten themselves out." She agreed softly.
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Mother Dust shook her head, carefully climbing back into bed. "I just had to pee." She said happily, unable to hide her strange excitment.
âExactly. Iâll just keep checking up to make sure itâs shifting the right wayâ Miss Treecreeper said. âThe naughty little thing is lying sideways right nowâ
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Sharon smiled. âYou went all on your own?â He asked, moving to give her a gentle kiss.
Miss Wren laughed. "Beth did the same thing." She said softly.
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"Yes" Mother Dust said happily, kissing his back. "I'm getting more mobile every day."
Miss Glassbill looked over at her, smiling a little. âReally?â She asked, placing a hand on her belly and feeling the baby squirm.
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Sharon have her a gentle hug. âDo you want to go outside today?â He asked softly
"Really" Miss Wren said. "The old woman tried to make her turn but she wouldn't budge. I just had to wait it out. In the end she came out the right way."
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Mother dust nodded, happy in his arms. "Don't you think Ronaldo would lov eit if I did?"
Miss Glassbill laughed softly. âThatâs goodâ she said, turning her head to offer Miss Wren a kiss.
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Sharon nodded. âHe wouldâ he smiled
Mother nodded. "Then I should. "
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Miss Wren kissed her back.
"I'm going to go. Take it easy."
Sharon smiled. Sitting up and keeping his arm around her, unable to stop a smile.
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Miss Glassbill nodded. âBalenciagaâŠâ she said softly. âI have something to tell youâŠâ she said
"Things are finally looking up for us." Mother Dust said. "Finally."
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Miss Wren looked at ger expectantly, but was interrupted by a knock on the door. Cora stuck her head in, hurrying over to Cathy. "There.. there was a picture too." She said quietly, handing over the folded piece of paper.
ïżŒSharon smiled, giving her a little kiss. âThey areâ he agreed.
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Miss Glassbill took a deep shaky breath, trying to figure out the best way to say what she had to say . âBalenciaga, remember when you told me about Gretchen Tern?â She asked.
"Yes..?" Miss Wren's voice was trembling before she even heard the news.
Cora snuck out, leaving them with the terrible news and the gruesome picture.
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Mother smiled. "I love you. So much."
Miss Glassbill took a shaky breath. She didnât want to say but she knew she had to. âThey found her bodyâ she said softly. âIâm sorry balenciagaâ
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Sharon smiled, giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek
Mother Dust laughed, cuddling him more closely.
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"What?" Miss Wren shook her head. "That was ling ago. Long, long ago. I knew that."
Sharon sat up. âDo you want breakfast?â He offered.
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âExcept it wasnâtâ Miss Glassbill said softly. âThey just found her body, in Ireland. The wights had herâ she said quietly, trying to tell her as gently as she could
"No." Miss Wren immidiatly denied it. "No. Why would she be in Ireland? She was French!"
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"Yes please" mother nodded. "I'm hungry"
Miss Glassbill nodded. âIâm telling the truth. I wish I wasnâtâ she said softly. âThe wights took her⊠she wasnât deadâ she said quietly, feeling like a cold fist was squeezing her heart.
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Sharon smiled. âWhat would you like to eat?â He asked
"I don't know. Something that had a good textur I suppose. I still have some issue with and crumbly things." She said softly.
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All colour drained from Miss Wren's face as she under stood. "The picture. Give me the picture!" She said, reaching for the piece of paper.
âHow about porridge? We can put honey in itâ Sharon suggested.
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Miss Glassbill gulped, holding the picture a little tighter. âBakenciaga, it isnât pretty⊠I wouldnât lookâ she said softly
"Give it to me!" Miss Wren roared, grabbing her hands and bending open her fingers to get to it. She wasn't thinkikg clearly, thinking if she could just see it she would know she was wrong and it wasn't actually Miss Tern.
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Mother nodded eagerly. "That sounds wonderful!"
Miss Glassbill shrank back, her eyes wide as she pulled away from Balenciaga. âLoveâŠâ she called softly.
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Sharon smiled, getting dressed for the day and offering her his hand
Nother Dust took it, letting him help her up. "Help me get dressed?" She asked softly. "I was thinking maybe I could eat breakfast in the kitchen."
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Balenciaga ignored her. "You're wrong!" She said. "I know you're wrong!" She opened the picture and gasped, only for all sounds to then disappear. The oicture was grotesque, but there was no way she could not recognize her former lover. "Gretchen..."
Sharon smiled and nodded, getting her clothes and scarves for her. âDo you want me to take care of your hair for you?â He asked tenderly.
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Miss Glassbill curled up, ignoring her legs and wrapping her arms around herself. âIâm sorryâ she said softly. âBalenciagaâŠâ
Miss Wren started to cry, holding the photi to her chest. She couldn't believe she was alive all that time. That she could've saved her. "You were right" She sobbed. "What...why did they want her..."
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Mother sighed. "Please. I still can't reach very well."
Miss Glassbill gulped, feeling a dull ache in her chest. âThe wightsâŠâ it was hard to get the words out. âThey⊠they experimented on ymbrynesâ she said softly, tears welling in her own eyes.
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Sharon nodded, gently brushing her hair for her and tying it up so she could put the scarves over it.
"Experimented how?' Her voice was firm again, demanding. "Cathy how?!"
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Mother Dust smiled, wrapping the scarves up on top, covering the disfigured half of her face and her nose.
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"Hey...how are you?" Beth let John into her apartment, kissing him softly. "How's Laura?" John's mother had not yet been let out of the psych ward, the psycholgoist arguing that letting her out before all neccessary cintact with goverment officials and her employer had been concluded would be devastating for her emotionally and physically, and likely send her right back.
Miss Glassbill whimpered, she didnât want to say and it was bringing back bad memories. âThey⊠they wanted to-to createâŠ. More wights⊠they wanted to breed more wightsâ she choked out finally.
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âYouâre beautifulâ Sharon reminded softly.
ââ-
âTired, but Iâm fineâ John said. âMum is miserable. Sheâs lonely⊠and I canât spend all day with her⊠she misses her cat. Itâs all sheâs been talking aboutâ he sighed
"The peculiar one? Paws?" Beth asked. "Poor her...but can't they let her out soon? You know they're only trying to arrange for to have...a fair chance, when she comes out. So it won't be the same as it's been every time so far."
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Miss Wren fell quiet again. "I'm sorry." She wgispered, crying. "I had to ask." Then, she reached over. "You should keep your legs elivated.
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Mother looked at him sadly. "To you, perhaps."
John nodded. âShe wants her car so badâ he sighed and then nodded again. âI know⊠I just donât get how being stuck in there is doing any good for her. She hates it. Itâs miserableâ he said
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Miss Glassbill nodded, she pulled away a bit, not wanting to be touched. âIâm sorryâŠâ she whispered.
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âIt doesnât matter what anyone else thinkâ Sharon said seriously
Miss Wren was shocked to see Miss Glassbill pull away, and immidiatly felt guilty. Still, she couldn't express it, just cried helplessly.
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Mother Dust nodded. "Thank you." She said, still double chrcking the scarves in the mirror before going to leave the room.
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"I know" She agreed quietly. "I think...I think they think that nothing can happen when she's in there. She's safe and fed and protected. And when she come out, her life will be sorted for her."
Miss Glassbill didnât know what to do. She wanted to help but she felt sick herself. Sick and scared. Slowly she put her arm around Miss wren. âIâm sorry love, Iâm so sorryâ she said softly, hugging Miss Wren and trying to dry her tears. She knew she had to be strong right now.
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Sharon went with her, going to wake ronaldo as well.
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John nodded. âI know⊠but theyâre treating her like a childâ he said softly. âIt isnât rightâ
Beth bit her lip. "John...have you ever thought she need it? She's not very good at looking after herself. And...and she does have an intellectual disability."
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Mother Dust smiled, excited for them to wake her child as well.
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Miss Wren hugfed her back. "I thought.. I thought she was dead. All this time...she was alive." She cried.
John frowned. âYeah, but sheâs not a little kid. They can help her take care of herself without treating her like a babyâ he said.
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Gently Sharon woke ronaldo
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Miss Glassbill nodded. âI know⊠Iâm sorryâ she said quietly. âIâm sorry balenciaga. I know she meant a lot to youâ
Miss Wren nodded. "She...she ment everything." She said, not thinking of how it would feel to Cathy.
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"Morning love" Mother said softly when the boy started to stirr.
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Beth sighed. "I know. It itsn't right. But it qill ne okay."
Miss Glassbill clenched her jaw but said nothing. âI knowâ she said quietly. âI know loveâ she said quietly. Her heart was beating a little faster in her chest and she felt sick to her stomach. âIâm sorry you lost herâ she whispered, though what she really wanted to do was cry herself.
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Ronaldo smiled. âMum!â He said happily. âMum youâre out of bed!â
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John nodded. âI just donât like it when people treat mum like thatâ
Miss Wren nodded, continuing to cry.
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Mother Dust nodded. "I thought I'd eat breakfast in the kitchen today. I feel very good."
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Beth nodded. "I knoe. But it'll be over soon." She sighed. She immidiatly felt guilty for calli g in sick the last few days not wanting to go.
Miss Glassbill just sat there silently and hugged her, not knowing what else t do.
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âReally?!â Ronaldo asked exitedly, bolting out of bed to run and hug her.
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John nodded. âI just feel really bad for herâ he said softly
Beth nodded. "Talk to the psychologist. She's the one keeping here there."
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Mother nodded. "Really! I thought we could go outside later too.' She smiled.
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Eventually Miss Wren cried herself into an uneasy slumber.
âYes, maybe⊠maybe if I have mum move in with me, that way I can keep an eye on her and help her with bills and stuffâ he said.
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Ronaldo lit up. âYes! Yes letâs go outside!â He said happily.
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Miss Glassbill stayed awake, unable to sleep.
Beth nodded, then sighed. "And how long will you do that? Sooner or later she need to get along on her own. I mean...I get it, I really do. But..." She shut her mouth. "Never mind."
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Mother Dust chuckled. "After breakfast, honey."
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Miss Wren slept uneasily, moving and mummbling and moaning softly. The picture slipped out her hands, fluttering down on the cover.
âBut What?â John asked. âObviously mum canât be left on her own. She needs help. And I can help herâ he said.
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Ronaldo grinned and hugged her
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Miss Glassbill sighed, picking up the picture and putting it in the night table and gently stroking her hair to soothe her
Miss Wren calmed down. "Gretchen..." she mummbled.
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Mother Dust hugged him back, super happy.
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Beth nodded. "I know. And it works shortterm. But I'm thinking longterm...about you and me." She said softly.
Miss Glassbill sighed, trying to squash down a flair of jealousy.
âSheâs not here my loveâ she said softly. âIâm sorryâ
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âLetâs go eat, mum! I made more oranges!â Ronaldo said
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John frowned. âWeâll what else am I supposed to do!â He said. âMum needs someone who take care of her all the time!â
"I know!" Beth explained. "But I tohught...perhaps eventually...it's good to try and help her become more independant."
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Mother Dust chuckled. "I don't think I' ready for oranges. But your father promised porridge and honey."
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Miss Wren answered something inaudible, cuddling up to her.
John sighed. âIâm afraid if she gets left on her own again sheâll just get worse againâŠ. It happens. Every timeâ John said softly.
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Ronaldo nodded eagerly, holding her hand
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âIs Alright Love, just restâ Miss Glassbill said softly. âIâve got you⊠Iâm hereâ she said softly
Miss Glassbill & Miss Avocet RP
@almaperegrin
"Addison, where are you?"
Miss Wren walked down the corridor, looking for her missing dog. She'd seen him as recently as that very morning, but after breakfast he had quickly excused himself.
Now, it seemed, he was nowhere to be found.
Keeping her eyes down to dog level, she was too caught up in her own thoughts to look for oncoming traffic as she rounded a corner.
"You need help. I'm getting you help." She insisted stubbornly, putting Naomi back in her crib so she could breath a little easier before heading down to find Florence.
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Cora shivered. "We...I got some news. Aöparently the Wights have been hurting our Ymbeyne sisters more than we knew."
Miss Glassbill frowned but it was too late to argue since Miss wren had already hurried off.
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The blood drained from graceâs face and she moved closer to Cora. âWhat do you mean? Like what they did to Cathy and those others we rescued?â She asked
"Worse" Cora whispered. "They...they used them as incubators, for Wight soldiers. We're not ment to do that." She said, ready to cry.
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Miss Wren was completely whinded, wheezing when she came to the end of the corridor. She knockdd on the door sharply.
Grace was horrified. âOh godâŠâ she whispered, holding Cora a little closer. âThey couldnât have survived that, could they?â She asked softly.
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Miss Treecreeper came to the door. âWhat is it?â She asked quietly
Miss Wren had to catch her breath a little. "Something wrong...Cathy's legs are hurting her terribly."
Miss Treecreeper frowned. âIâll be right thereâ she said quietly, grabbing her dressing gown and medical bag before hurrying after Miss wren
"Some did. Mist didn't." Miss Woodpecker said sadly. "They sent a picture...it's grotescue."
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Miss Wren moved back towards their room as quick as she could, but had to stop about half-eay. "Go." She said. "I'll catch up."
Grace shuddered. âWhy would they send a picture?â She said, holding Cora a bit closer.
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Miss Treecreeper frowned. âIâm checking on you nextâ she said
The other Ymbrynes did...as proof. There was a specific Ymbryne in question." She said softly. "Who the Wights captured before they killed her, nd who we thought was dead."
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Miss Wren simply nodded, distravted by the pain and her worry for Cathy.
âOhâ grace said softly. âThatâs awfulâ she closed her eyes, trying not to imagine it
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Miss Treecreeper went into the bedroom to check on Miss Glassbill
Cora nodded. "Balenciaga was close to that particular ymbryne."
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Miss Glassbill looked up. "Balenciaga?" She asked, barely able to see anything until the light turned on.
âReally?â Grace asked. âShe isnât going to take it well when she hearsâ she said
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âItâs me. Balenciaga said your legs are hurting youâ Miss Treecreeper said.
"Why I wanted to speak to Cathy first." She nodded.
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"Oh...yes. they've been for a few days. But I don't think it should be that bad.
âGood ideaâ grace said softly.
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Miss Treecreeper sighed. âLet me see themâ she asked. âWhile Iâm here I want to check on the baby tooâ she added
Cira nodded. "Can we sleep now?"
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Cathy sighed, nodding. She moved the blanket outnof the way to show her.
Grace nodded, holding Cora close.
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Miss Treecreeper examined her legs and sighed. âCathy you should have called me earlier these look awfulâ she sighed, pointing to Cathyâs legs which were covered in swollen purple veins
Cathy blushed. "I didn't want to bother your for nothing."
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C8ra ckosed herbeyes, trying to sleep.
âIt isnât nothingâ Miss Treecreeper sighed. âTomorrow Iâm going to go out and buy a ou some compression stockings. For now Iâm banding your legs and I want you to elevate themâ she said. âAnd donât let the baby crawl on youâ she said, seeing Naomi who was ready to roll on top of her mother again.
ââ
Grace did as well
"I'm trying not to" She said, pushing her off. "So...they're swollen?" She asked.
Miss Wren managed to come in then, barely able to breath.
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âYes, your veins are swollen and your blood isnât flowing properlyâ Miss Treecreeper huffed
Miss Glassbill sighed. "Fine, I hear you. Now please check on Baleciaga" She asked, concerned for her partner.
âYes, I was planning on itâ Miss Treecreeper said, going over to Miss wren and making her sit down. âIâm going to wrap your Largs up after Cathyâ she said
Cathy nodded softly.
Miss Wren exhaled, only to regret it, her hand coming up to her side. Then, she tried to take a deeo breath and it wasn't even possible.
âAlright, letâs seeâ Miss Treecreeper said, getting her stethoscope to listen to Miss wrenâs lungs.
Miss Wren keot her breaths shallow but breathed as normal as she could.
âWeâll that doesnât sound too goodâ Miss Treecreeper said. âI want you to lie down flat, alright? To take pressure off your ribs and lungs.â
Miss Wren nodded, standing up to mive over to the bed. It was very difficult but she managed.
âCareful thereâ Miss Treecreeper said gently. âYour ribs arenât healing as quickly as Iâd like. Iâm worried about thatâ
Miss Wren sighed. "What does that mean?" She asked tiredly.
âIt means youâre pushing yourself too much.â Miss Treecreeper frowned. âAnd you need to rest. The best cure for broken ribs is restâ
Miss Wren huffed. "I've barely left bed for a week Florence!"
âWeâll I donât k ow what else to tell youâ Miss Treecreeper said. âRibs are tricky. Thereâs no easy fix. I canât just wrap them in a castâ she said
Miss Wren huffed again. "It had to be the ribs. Twice." She said unhappily, though by now she was soeaking to herself rather than her friend.
âYes, well no wonder itâs taking so long. Youâve broken them twice.â Miss Treecreeper sighed
Miss Wren nodded. "Unfortunatly." She agreed. "The first time was when we were still in the acre. But it was this year.
Miss Treecreeper sighed. âLook, if this gets worse youâll need to go to a hospital. Thereâs only so much I can do hereâ she said seriously
Miss Wren sighed and regretted it. "It won't get worse then." She said firmly.
âAlright thenâ Miss Treecreeper said, turning back to Miss Glassbill. âIâm going to wrap your legs now, and I want you to keep the elevatedâ she said
Miss Glassbill nodded. "I will" She promised softly.
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Mother Dust awoke, but it was not from pain, not the way she used to. Happily, she remembered that she was human now, and it seemed her bladder was asking for relief.
âGoodâ Miss Treecreeper said, bandaging her legs up. âAlright, lift your nightgown, I want to check on the babyâ she said
Cathy nodded, lifting up her nightgown. She was aware Miss Wren was observing them intently, nervous as always.
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Mother Dust found it funny, how something as simole as peeing could bring her so much joy.
âOh donât worry so much Balenciagaâ Miss Treecreeper chastised gently, glancing at the window as she realised the sun was coming up.
Gently she felt Miss Glassbillâs belly and sighed. âThe little one doesnât seem to want to lie the right wayâ she informed. âThereâs still time though. Hopefully it will shiftâ
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Sharon opened his eyes. âDo you need something love?â He asked lovingly
Miss Wren frowned. "Mostly they strsighten themselves out." She agreed softly.
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Mother Dust shook her head, carefully climbing back into bed. "I just had to pee." She said happily, unable to hide her strange excitment.
âExactly. Iâll just keep checking up to make sure itâs shifting the right wayâ Miss Treecreeper said. âThe naughty little thing is lying sideways right nowâ
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Sharon smiled. âYou went all on your own?â He asked, moving to give her a gentle kiss.
Miss Wren laughed. "Beth did the same thing." She said softly.
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"Yes" Mother Dust said happily, kissing his back. "I'm getting more mobile every day."
Miss Glassbill looked over at her, smiling a little. âReally?â She asked, placing a hand on her belly and feeling the baby squirm.
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Sharon have her a gentle hug. âDo you want to go outside today?â He asked softly
"Really" Miss Wren said. "The old woman tried to make her turn but she wouldn't budge. I just had to wait it out. In the end she came out the right way."
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Mother dust nodded, happy in his arms. "Don't you think Ronaldo would lov eit if I did?"
Miss Glassbill laughed softly. âThatâs goodâ she said, turning her head to offer Miss Wren a kiss.
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Sharon nodded. âHe wouldâ he smiled
Mother nodded. "Then I should. "
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Miss Wren kissed her back.
"I'm going to go. Take it easy."
Sharon smiled. Sitting up and keeping his arm around her, unable to stop a smile.
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Miss Glassbill nodded. âBalenciagaâŠâ she said softly. âI have something to tell youâŠâ she said
"Things are finally looking up for us." Mother Dust said. "Finally."
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Miss Wren looked at ger expectantly, but was interrupted by a knock on the door. Cora stuck her head in, hurrying over to Cathy. "There.. there was a picture too." She said quietly, handing over the folded piece of paper.
ïżŒSharon smiled, giving her a little kiss. âThey areâ he agreed.
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Miss Glassbill took a deep shaky breath, trying to figure out the best way to say what she had to say . âBalenciaga, remember when you told me about Gretchen Tern?â She asked.
"Yes..?" Miss Wren's voice was trembling before she even heard the news.
Cora snuck out, leaving them with the terrible news and the gruesome picture.
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Mother smiled. "I love you. So much."
Miss Glassbill took a shaky breath. She didnât want to say but she knew she had to. âThey found her bodyâ she said softly. âIâm sorry balenciagaâ
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Sharon smiled, giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek
Mother Dust laughed, cuddling him more closely.
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"What?" Miss Wren shook her head. "That was ling ago. Long, long ago. I knew that."
Sharon sat up. âDo you want breakfast?â He offered.
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âExcept it wasnâtâ Miss Glassbill said softly. âThey just found her body, in Ireland. The wights had herâ she said quietly, trying to tell her as gently as she could
"No." Miss Wren immidiatly denied it. "No. Why would she be in Ireland? She was French!"
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"Yes please" mother nodded. "I'm hungry"
Miss Glassbill nodded. âIâm telling the truth. I wish I wasnâtâ she said softly. âThe wights took her⊠she wasnât deadâ she said quietly, feeling like a cold fist was squeezing her heart.
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Sharon smiled. âWhat would you like to eat?â He asked
"I don't know. Something that had a good textur I suppose. I still have some issue with and crumbly things." She said softly.
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All colour drained from Miss Wren's face as she under stood. "The picture. Give me the picture!" She said, reaching for the piece of paper.
âHow about porridge? We can put honey in itâ Sharon suggested.
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Miss Glassbill gulped, holding the picture a little tighter. âBakenciaga, it isnât pretty⊠I wouldnât lookâ she said softly
"Give it to me!" Miss Wren roared, grabbing her hands and bending open her fingers to get to it. She wasn't thinkikg clearly, thinking if she could just see it she would know she was wrong and it wasn't actually Miss Tern.
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Mother nodded eagerly. "That sounds wonderful!"
Miss Glassbill shrank back, her eyes wide as she pulled away from Balenciaga. âLoveâŠâ she called softly.
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Sharon smiled, getting dressed for the day and offering her his hand
Nother Dust took it, letting him help her up. "Help me get dressed?" She asked softly. "I was thinking maybe I could eat breakfast in the kitchen."
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Balenciaga ignored her. "You're wrong!" She said. "I know you're wrong!" She opened the picture and gasped, only for all sounds to then disappear. The oicture was grotesque, but there was no way she could not recognize her former lover. "Gretchen..."
Sharon smiled and nodded, getting her clothes and scarves for her. âDo you want me to take care of your hair for you?â He asked tenderly.
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Miss Glassbill curled up, ignoring her legs and wrapping her arms around herself. âIâm sorryâ she said softly. âBalenciagaâŠâ
Miss Wren started to cry, holding the photi to her chest. She couldn't believe she was alive all that time. That she could've saved her. "You were right" She sobbed. "What...why did they want her..."
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Mother sighed. "Please. I still can't reach very well."
Miss Glassbill gulped, feeling a dull ache in her chest. âThe wightsâŠâ it was hard to get the words out. âThey⊠they experimented on ymbrynesâ she said softly, tears welling in her own eyes.
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Sharon nodded, gently brushing her hair for her and tying it up so she could put the scarves over it.
"Experimented how?' Her voice was firm again, demanding. "Cathy how?!"
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Mother Dust smiled, wrapping the scarves up on top, covering the disfigured half of her face and her nose.
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"Hey...how are you?" Beth let John into her apartment, kissing him softly. "How's Laura?" John's mother had not yet been let out of the psych ward, the psycholgoist arguing that letting her out before all neccessary cintact with goverment officials and her employer had been concluded would be devastating for her emotionally and physically, and likely send her right back.
Miss Glassbill whimpered, she didnât want to say and it was bringing back bad memories. âThey⊠they wanted to-to createâŠ. More wights⊠they wanted to breed more wightsâ she choked out finally.
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âYouâre beautifulâ Sharon reminded softly.
ââ-
âTired, but Iâm fineâ John said. âMum is miserable. Sheâs lonely⊠and I canât spend all day with her⊠she misses her cat. Itâs all sheâs been talking aboutâ he sighed
"The peculiar one? Paws?" Beth asked. "Poor her...but can't they let her out soon? You know they're only trying to arrange for to have...a fair chance, when she comes out. So it won't be the same as it's been every time so far."
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Miss Wren fell quiet again. "I'm sorry." She wgispered, crying. "I had to ask." Then, she reached over. "You should keep your legs elivated.
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Mother looked at him sadly. "To you, perhaps."
John nodded. âShe wants her car so badâ he sighed and then nodded again. âI know⊠I just donât get how being stuck in there is doing any good for her. She hates it. Itâs miserableâ he said
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Miss Glassbill nodded, she pulled away a bit, not wanting to be touched. âIâm sorryâŠâ she whispered.
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âIt doesnât matter what anyone else thinkâ Sharon said seriously
Miss Wren was shocked to see Miss Glassbill pull away, and immidiatly felt guilty. Still, she couldn't express it, just cried helplessly.
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Mother Dust nodded. "Thank you." She said, still double chrcking the scarves in the mirror before going to leave the room.
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"I know" She agreed quietly. "I think...I think they think that nothing can happen when she's in there. She's safe and fed and protected. And when she come out, her life will be sorted for her."
Miss Glassbill didnât know what to do. She wanted to help but she felt sick herself. Sick and scared. Slowly she put her arm around Miss wren. âIâm sorry love, Iâm so sorryâ she said softly, hugging Miss Wren and trying to dry her tears. She knew she had to be strong right now.
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Sharon went with her, going to wake ronaldo as well.
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John nodded. âI know⊠but theyâre treating her like a childâ he said softly. âIt isnât rightâ
Beth bit her lip. "John...have you ever thought she need it? She's not very good at looking after herself. And...and she does have an intellectual disability."
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Mother Dust smiled, excited for them to wake her child as well.
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Miss Wren hugfed her back. "I thought.. I thought she was dead. All this time...she was alive." She cried.
John frowned. âYeah, but sheâs not a little kid. They can help her take care of herself without treating her like a babyâ he said.
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Gently Sharon woke ronaldo
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Miss Glassbill nodded. âI know⊠Iâm sorryâ she said quietly. âIâm sorry balenciaga. I know she meant a lot to youâ
Miss Wren nodded. "She...she ment everything." She said, not thinking of how it would feel to Cathy.
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"Morning love" Mother said softly when the boy started to stirr.
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Beth sighed. "I know. It itsn't right. But it qill ne okay."
Miss Glassbill clenched her jaw but said nothing. âI knowâ she said quietly. âI know loveâ she said quietly. Her heart was beating a little faster in her chest and she felt sick to her stomach. âIâm sorry you lost herâ she whispered, though what she really wanted to do was cry herself.
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Ronaldo smiled. âMum!â He said happily. âMum youâre out of bed!â
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John nodded. âI just donât like it when people treat mum like thatâ
Miss Wren nodded, continuing to cry.
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Mother Dust nodded. "I thought I'd eat breakfast in the kitchen today. I feel very good."
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Beth nodded. "I knoe. But it'll be over soon." She sighed. She immidiatly felt guilty for calli g in sick the last few days not wanting to go.
Miss Glassbill just sat there silently and hugged her, not knowing what else t do.
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âReally?!â Ronaldo asked exitedly, bolting out of bed to run and hug her.
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John nodded. âI just feel really bad for herâ he said softly
Beth nodded. "Talk to the psychologist. She's the one keeping here there."
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Mother nodded. "Really! I thought we could go outside later too.' She smiled.
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Eventually Miss Wren cried herself into an uneasy slumber.
âYes, maybe⊠maybe if I have mum move in with me, that way I can keep an eye on her and help her with bills and stuffâ he said.
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Ronaldo lit up. âYes! Yes letâs go outside!â He said happily.
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Miss Glassbill stayed awake, unable to sleep.
Beth nodded, then sighed. "And how long will you do that? Sooner or later she need to get along on her own. I mean...I get it, I really do. But..." She shut her mouth. "Never mind."
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Mother Dust chuckled. "After breakfast, honey."
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Miss Wren slept uneasily, moving and mummbling and moaning softly. The picture slipped out her hands, fluttering down on the cover.
âBut What?â John asked. âObviously mum canât be left on her own. She needs help. And I can help herâ he said.
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Ronaldo grinned and hugged her
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Miss Glassbill sighed, picking up the picture and putting it in the night table and gently stroking her hair to soothe her
Miss Wren calmed down. "Gretchen..." she mummbled.
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Mother Dust hugged him back, super happy.
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Beth nodded. "I know. And it works shortterm. But I'm thinking longterm...about you and me." She said softly.
Miss Glassbill sighed, trying to squash down a flair of jealousy.
âSheâs not here my loveâ she said softly. âIâm sorryâ
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âLetâs go eat, mum! I made more oranges!â Ronaldo said
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John frowned. âWeâll what else am I supposed to do!â He said. âMum needs someone who take care of her all the time!â