Cissie watched her friend closely while she talked--or didn't really talk. She got up and picked her way through the supplies to Cassie's side, taking the tarp from her. Before she could reach for another one, she caught Cassie's hands in hers and squeezed them. "Cassie. Talk to me."
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Date: 2009-05-13 04:48 am (UTC)