(eng) Michael Robertson - New Reality 02 by Justice

Author:Justice [Justice]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-One

When Marie stepped out of the train station, she looked up and down Station Road, and a low level of anxiety simmered in her guts. The first time she came here was when she had met up with GG and witnessed the run-in between the police officer and the man from the estate. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get the thoughts of that man from her mind. Was he okay? Did he still have a job? Had the police caught up with him again?

Was it a risk coming here? There may have been a laundromat closer to her home. How was she to know, though? She never used them. With her washing machine broken, she had to take her bag of dirty laundry somewhere. It wasn't a stretch for her to come here. She didn’t know how long it would take Frankie to find the dislodged fuse, but it was long enough for her to have left the house. It was the perfect cover up.

Not much had happened to Marie in the few days since she'd been on Station Road last. After meeting GG for a second time in the cafe and telling her what she knew about Doug, she went home, slept, worked, slept, and worked. The only thing out of the ordinary was Doug's unusually low profile; it had been nearly a week since their meal at Zampanó's, and she hadn't seen him since.

As Marie walked in the direction of the laundromat, the thick August humidity made her chest tight, and the surrounding air clung to her like a wetsuit. Slow steps did little to prevent her from sweating, and she was so thirsty her saliva had turned to a sticky paste. Was this the worst August ever because she was pregnant, or had it really been that hot? People had complained about it, but people always complained. Whatever the case, at least her third trimester would be in the winter. How did other women cope in the heat? Then again, most women probably weren't strapped up like burlesque dancers while being over twenty weeks pregnant.

Marie slipped a finger beneath the bottom of her corset and scratched her clammy skin. The itch was worse than ever. At the end of every day, when she finally took the cursed thing off, her skin was red raw. Even bathing was painful now. Some days she felt so bad she wanted to claw her own skin off.

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