“Ready, mom?” Victoria asked.
“Almost ready,” Carol said. She bent down by Mark and kissed him, and he was smiling sadly as she pulled back.
“I wish I still knew how to kiss you back.”
He mumbled something private and sweet that his daughters weren’t privy to, and Carol offered him a whispered reply. Carol stood, then nodded at Victoria, “Let’s go.”
See ya. Have fun back in Interlude 11a! Try not to run into anyone super out of your league, like someone who’s won against the Triumvirate repeatedly!
They left without another word. There was no goodbye for Amy, no hug or kiss.
Ouch. Yeeah.
The salt is real.
And I mean, it makes sense. As far as they think, she’s perfectly capable of putting this right, but refuses to for reasons they don’t fully understand.
Victoria can’t even meet my eyes.
There seems to be a lot of talk of eyes and the meeting or not meeting of them in this chapter. So far we’ve had Carol meeting Amy’s eyes sternly, Amy and Mark’s maintaining eye contact (it seems like Mark doesn’t blame Amy as much as the others, but it’s hard to be sure), and now Victoria not meeting Amy’s eyes.
Krixwell Liveblogs 