Fragment 11 /Halloween/ Vespers/ Sun, 1 Nov 1998
The taste of sick moves into Caul’s mouth.
“What?” The word croaks.
Jude carries on. “Me and Mae Caul!”
He glees viciously.
“After you left us at the Hofgarten, we ended up just drinking coffee and talking for an hour. Then when the storm broke, we went back to her place and drank wine on her garden roof. Things just clicked, and after the party, it just flowed as a matter of fact. It wasn’t even an issue of my vow getting in my way. It didn’t. Like it didn’t matter anymore.”
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[…] The sudden triumphalism arising from Caul’s charge, sets the storm in Jude’s heart to thunder loudly against that last hold Tradition has on his mind. His voice barks out a triumphant DA! […]
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