Vassa in the Night
“She’s standing very close, facing the door. Obviously she knew I was in there and she’s been waiting for me.
“Half Vassa,” Babs hisses as my eyes adjust, her crinkled face emerging from the glare. “Half Lisa, half Lowenstein. I told you I would find the missing part, you broken plate of a girl. I have that leftover shard of you screwed up in a jar.”
I can hear Picnic’s shuffling feet behind me and the heavy clack of Pangolin’s claws. “Then you should give it back.” My voice jerks as I speak. Wh...at exactly does it mean to say that I’m broken, to call Erg my missing piece? I’m not about to correct Babs, though I think it: You’re wrong; Erg’s not some leftover part of me. She’s all that’s left of Zinaida.
“Name it,” Babs suggests suavely, not even glancing at her escapees, “and I’ll hand it right over to you.”
I may have mentioned in passing that I am not quite as stupid as I look; telling Babs anything at all about Erg is clearly a horrible idea.
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“Half Vassa,” Babs hisses as my eyes adjust, her crinkled face emerging from the glare. “Half Lisa, half Lowenstein. I told you I would find the missing part, you broken plate of a girl. I have that leftover shard of you screwed up in a jar.”
I can hear Picnic’s shuffling feet behind me and the heavy clack of Pangolin’s claws. “Then you should give it back.” My voice jerks as I speak. Wh...at exactly does it mean to say that I’m broken, to call Erg my missing piece? I’m not about to correct Babs, though I think it: You’re wrong; Erg’s not some leftover part of me. She’s all that’s left of Zinaida.
“Name it,” Babs suggests suavely, not even glancing at her escapees, “and I’ll hand it right over to you.”
I may have mentioned in passing that I am not quite as stupid as I look; telling Babs anything at all about Erg is clearly a horrible idea.
“Not happening.MoreLess
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