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Hate, hate, HATE!!!
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A hand rested on her shoulder. Coleen tensed but made no further motions, no further noises. Arthur was nearby, maintaining his vigil. That was the most she expected from him.

She imagined the perfect scenario to be one where the three of them were allowed to stay in silence. If they had stayed alone, emotions had the potential to fester and boil, but it was the only way Coleen could ever understand how to deal with the building stress. With the voices of two more people calling out to them, her only response was to curl tighter into a ball. No response to the guy named 'Brendan' (Brendan Harte? That was the only Brendan she knew, so it was her best guess). No correcting the female voice who called out to a 'Sandra'.

She didn't want to talk. She didn't want to stand. She didn't want to look at them.

She just wanted to cry and be mad. And she was running out of tears.
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