Heading back to the bedroom, she knelt down and started to re-secure the shotgun before changing her mind and moving to put it in the wardrobe. She could manage without it for a little while at least. At least on the nights when she wasn't alone. Not that she hadn't been alone when she pulled it out, but...
God, she probably just needed to sleep. And re-evaluate that whole therapy thing again.
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Date: 2012-08-18 04:58 am (UTC)God, she probably just needed to sleep. And re-evaluate that whole therapy thing again.