[ There's the sound of Sarah getting up and moving through the house. The first picture she sends is this one, which is hanging framed in the living room. Then a couple more—they look like candids, because they're stills taken from memories that Sarissa had made up for her. Kira looks happy in all of them. ]
( Beth is quiet for a long time as she looks at the pictures, and the muffled sound of a couple of drinks and the even quieter sound of her breathing are the only indications that she hasn't passed out or hung up yet. How much would her own daughter look like this little girl? Not the same, of course, but there'd be a resemblance, right?
This way lies only madness, but Beth can't help but examine the slope of Kira's nose, the bow of her lips, and see herself in every tiny little detail. )
She looks so much like you. ( When Beth finally breaks the bordering on awkward silence her voice sounds hoarse, and she quickly clears her throat. ) Thank you. For sending me these, for picking up, whatever. Just...thanks, alright?
[ She bites at her thumbnail. It makes no sense for Beth to thank her, but here they are. She wants to say she's sorry again, but she can't force the words out. Sorry doesn't mean shit. It's just a word. ]
Sure. [ Her voice takes on a note of concern. ] Take it easy, Beth. [ She knows more than any of them, she thinks, about how deep Beth was into the drugs. ]
( Is this a joke? Wry irony? Meanness? All of the above? Who the hell knows - not Beth, and certainly not Sarah, since it's at that moment that Beth chooses to hang up. Good chat. )
voice;
Yes, of course. If...you don't mind.
( Just casually trying to dial it back an inch. )
voice;
[ There's the sound of Sarah getting up and moving through the house. The first picture she sends is this one, which is hanging framed in the living room. Then a couple more—they look like candids, because they're stills taken from memories that Sarissa had made up for her. Kira looks happy in all of them. ]
I miss her.
voice;
This way lies only madness, but Beth can't help but examine the slope of Kira's nose, the bow of her lips, and see herself in every tiny little detail. )
She looks so much like you. ( When Beth finally breaks the bordering on awkward silence her voice sounds hoarse, and she quickly clears her throat. ) Thank you. For sending me these, for picking up, whatever. Just...thanks, alright?
voice;
[ She bites at her thumbnail. It makes no sense for Beth to thank her, but here they are. She wants to say she's sorry again, but she can't force the words out. Sorry doesn't mean shit. It's just a word. ]
Sure. [ Her voice takes on a note of concern. ] Take it easy, Beth. [ She knows more than any of them, she thinks, about how deep Beth was into the drugs. ]
voice;
( Is this a joke? Wry irony? Meanness? All of the above? Who the hell knows - not Beth, and certainly not Sarah, since it's at that moment that Beth chooses to hang up. Good chat. )