[ She's thought about it and the only active risk is Malcolm. Her family is buried in the past, stored somewhere in cardboard boxes, Ruben barely knew her, and Hope deserves her ill-won peace. Just like Jessica deserves to be here paying for it, again and again, like a bad dream. Giving purpose to random circumstances isn't a sign of her staunch independence slipping, not if she's sane enough to know it might be. ]
I don't know. I had it good for a while there. [ She cocks her head at Max, as though her present and could confirm her solid job of pushing people away. ]
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I don't know. I had it good for a while there. [ She cocks her head at Max, as though her present and could confirm her solid job of pushing people away. ]