It is swimming in the sea of guilt in Emme's tummy bag. She has filled herself again with all the sins. The day began so well... it ended so badly.
Yesterday didn't exist, yesterday was a very weird day. M's grandmother is not here any longer, M's grandmother is somewhere else but this earth. Only the body is left.
Except that Emme had her monthly birth yesterday. Or, at least it feels like it. Menstrual cramps, agonies of hell. As she use to say : I am a true woman since I give birth once a month.
The anguish is back on track too. D*MM*T. This aint lookin no guud.
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