When: 4th December
Where: DMLE Offices
Who: @reganhiggs @bettyhuxley
The only good thing about being here was that it was a Saturday and the offices were mostly empty, including of one John Robards. Clem didn’t want to see him today, not when she was all twisted with nerves about why she and Regan have been called here. He had written to her again since the attack. She had ignored it, not because she hadn’t been strangely touched by the attempt to reach out, but because she simply didn’t have the mental capacity to face him now. Even if he was playing the concerned dad, it could never be as simple as that.
Sitting now in the small office they had been shepherded into, Clem’s nerves hadn’t settled at all. The wait only made them increase. She drummed her fingernails on the table. “Do you have any idea what this is about?” She just wanted to forget what had happened.
