A heavy, exhausted silence covered the room.The room smelled of burnt sage and copper. It felt heavy, it clung to the skin like a dumbbell.Kathleen arguably, felt the most weight. Nothing made sense but did at the exact same time.Mama had long stood up to clear up the room whilst Kael and Kathleen sat on the floor in silence.But unlike Kael's fixed, stern gaze, Kathleen's was erratic. She didn't know what or whom to focus on.She pushed herself off the floor, her legs trembling so hard she had to grab something to stabilise herself."Explain it," Kathleen said. Her voice didn't shake, but it was thin, like a wire stretched to its breaking point.Mama didn't look up from the clean up she was doing. The rhythmic gentle sound of her broom against the wooden floor boards was the only sound in the room. Kael, however, flinched. He was slumped against the far wall, his knees drawn to his chest. To Kathleen’s new eyes, he didn't look like all that calm ; he looked like his was a step a
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