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    Lightning Crashes – 3

    Carmen: You drink?

    Lara: Beer?

    Carmen takes swig.

    Carmen: Yeah.

    Lara shakes her head.

    Lara: I’m not really much of a beer person.

    Carmen: We’ll have to change that, sometime.

    Carmen smirks for a second as Lara grins and looks down.

    Carmen: I’m worried about you.

    Lara: Me?  Why?

    Each swallow more of their respective choice of liquid refreshment as they look at each other.  Carmen inches closer.

    Carmen: Lara, I know we all have our own way of dealing with grief.  And I know you’ve been through a lot the past two months.   But…I don’t know, it just seems that since you came here and offered to help pay rent…it’s like…

    Carmen pauses for a moment, studying Lara’s curious eyes.

    Carmen: You wanna talk about it?

    Lara: What is there to discuss?

    Carmen: Maybe I shouldn’t say anything.  But…  You just seem so distant.  I know you’re mourning like the rest of us are, but…it’s like…while we’ve been bawling our eyes out you’ve just ben so…stoic.

    Lara: You’re worried, because you haven’t seen me cry.

    Carmen: …Yeah.

    Lara finishes off her bottle of water.  As Carmen takes a couple of swigs from her beer, Lara discards her empty bottle into the trashbucket.  Lara looks out the window as Carmen walks closer behind her, finishing her own bottle.  Lara turns around as Carmen discards her empty beer bottle into the trashbucket.  They stand face to face.

    Carmen: Why?

    Lara: I don’t know.  I just can’t…  I guess I just want to make sure that the rest of you are okay.  You were their friends.  And I can’t keep running away.

    Carmen: Running away from what?

    Lara: From here.  From Dana…from Alice.  It’s all I thought about on the plade ride back here from San Francicso.  It’s all I could think about.  Carmen…I can’t even sleep anymore.

    Carmen: I don’t think any of us can.  But Lara…sooner or later, you’re gonna have to let those emotions out.  Now matter how much it hurts.

    Lara closes her eyes and shakes her head.

    Lara: No…

    Carmen: Lara, if you need someone-

    Suddenly, the tone in Lara’s voice rises to a level of discomfort and shock for Carmen.

    Lara: Would you please just drop it???

    Carmen takes a step back and her eyes glance down and away.  The tone in Lara’s voice drops and is remorseful.

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    Comments

    1. Ahh Kace, I love the way you keep seeming to pair up Carmen and Lara, thanks for being the only writer I’ve found so far who will write about these two together. You write very well man, keep it up!

    2. Good chapter, you took 9 wonderful people in a flash. Well i will continue to read. Not to many more to get rid of. If you get rid of them then you would have no story. Carman,Lara Shane and Bette, Bette does have Angie. thanks

    3. Although others may find it bleak, I like the fact that there aren’t too many characters to deal with (I know that’s kinda morbid). Pps Kace my curiosity is piqued.

    4. can’t wait to see how you’ll keep unwinding this tale…very sad indeed but again, so much potential for where to go–looking forward to updates (soon, please;)

    5. Gosh, it’s so bleak, I don’t even know what to say except for “Good chapter.” Heh, that’s a pathetic attempt at a comment. I hope Shane can find some answers… and someone needs to be there for Bette. I don’t know how she’s going to cope. Thanks, Kace

    6. I just… that beginning part, my heart was just breaking for Bette. Yet, the pain seems to be magnetic, and I’m really fascinated by the care with which you’re weaving this rather delicate and ambitious tale. Looking forward to how it unfolds.

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