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    [ Her concern will not falter ; for it is no more
      than a mere force of habit to care for those
      around her. it is the plagued birthright from
      her own mother & she will suffer beneath
      the weight of her Achilles Heel until the day
      it becomes her undoing. a miniscule curl of
      her lips would substitute a proper smile as
      she allows a hum of acknowledgement ]

                     ❝You know I was scared to go  to  sleep
                       loads of times  after  my  mum  died ; I
                       get it —— you don’t fancy remembering.
                       But you can only go so long without a
                       good rest before you fall asleep in the
                       middle of a supplies run.❞

{ There’s nothing worse than when a child
loses a parent. It had changed Carl, and
not for the better. It had probably changed
her too. He’d been told about her loss before,
they’d traded stories of what life had been
like before the apocalypse, how it had changed
soon after. They were not the people  they had
been before.  }

❝ I know. It’s a risk, and sleep is important.
I want to sleep, trust me, I do. I just can’t.
If I close my eyes, I might not wake up. ❞

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