"I'm just not sure you know, what Ste's capable of," Sasha said to Rae just as she was finishing up with the quick fix to remove the pubics from below her pelvic. Rae laid very still with her legs apart on the kitchen table as Sasha worked in a swift fashion with the harsh tape.
Rae's teeth nashed as if she didn't even want to know why, exactly this was happening.
"Ste thinks he owns this village." Sasha sighed as she cleaned her up. They had no time to ponder. She was as good as any professional, Rae supposed. She was quite scientific in the matters with the oils, the lotions, the sticky stuff. "Ever since Warren-" Sasha couldn't say it. It was as if she held her tongue. She would not speak of the dead."Well, Ste's been a right prat, you know. I hate him, so much."
"Then-why-why do you have to? You know?" Rae got on the clothes that Sasha laid out for her, a strapless black mini and fishnet socks along with platform ankle booties.
"He put a gun to my head." Sasha stared at her.
Rae just nodded.
"Is that what you want?" She winced.
Rae shook her head, no.
"You better show him what your really made of." Sasha informed her as she got a little pill out of her purse to give to her. "This should help you forget."
"Forget what?" Rae wanted to know.
"Forget the past. Just live for the future. Trust me. Its a lot easier." She took one too and drank from a bottle of vodka in her beg. She handed it over to Rae.
She looked at the bottle. She didn't want to forget Newt. She really didn't. She winced then as the vodka caught her throat on fire. It was just the beginning.