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Run – Chapter 7
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Kenzi sat up with her hands on the cushions and her knees pulled tightly together. She shook her head, ”No.”
”It was flawless,” Lauren contemplated.
”Huh, not a word that I associate with slavery.”
Lauren smirked and rolled her eyes. ”It was pure in the way that hatred and love are twins or, better yet, as both sides of the same coin.”
”Hey, Hotpants. I read cheap novels and even I don’t understand where you’re going with this cliché.”
”The Fae had no feelings for me whatsoever. In that, they were flawless and pure. They never felt pangs of guilt or remorse when it came to my life. They never ran hot or cold. Their estimation of me didn’t change whether I was healthy or covered in welts.”
”That actually happened?”
”More often than you think, Kenzi.”
Lauren’s honesty sent a chill through Kenzi, and she filled their glasses to the brim. Kenzi swallowed hard. ”Lauren, our friends are Fae. Did they know about this?”
Lauren nodded. ”It’s their way. Has been since time was invented. I can’t imagine any one of our friends being ignorant of how humans were, I, was treated.”
Kenzi pictured the worst and multiplied that image by the largest number she could imagine, and still she sensed that the depth of whatever pain Lauren must have experienced could not be sufficiently articulated by any equation conjured by anyone Fae or human. She read the sorrow on Lauren’s face and how, just below the surface, she must constantly relive the worst of her slavery, Lauren’s gaze wandering beyond the horizon and concentrating on the tendrils of painful memory, long extended, and able still to weaken the heart of one of the strongest person’s Kenzi ever had the privilege of knowing. Her urge was to say I’m sorry or to offer a consoling touch but Kenzi felt that such a gesture would come across as trite or pandering, especially in the middle of an argument; so she waited for Lauren to come back from wherever her mind had taken her.
”And yet, the funny thing Kenzi, I couldn’t bring myself to hate the Fae even though I probably had every right,” Lauren continued. ”They ruined my life…but there was always somehow just one, just one…” Her voice trailed before picking up again, ”…one that would see me and throw me off with a kindness that I, a slave, could never repay.” She peeked her brown eyes at Kenzi’s wild blue orbs, and smiled. ”It would take so little. I’m a sap,” she seemed to apologize.
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that was great but why didn’t they at least ask vex some questions if it was safe to return if bo was alive it just seemed strange.