"The Coming War" Chapter 3.
Twilight threw long twisting shadows along the living room walls of Rachel’s home. They slid sideways across the wallpapered surface giving the room the appearance it was breathing. Susan closed her eyes and tried to sleep. She lay where she had for the better part of the day, on Rachel’s couch huddled neck deep in her counselors thick woolen blankets. She clung to the fabric with a desperation that was unjustified by the temperature of the room.
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