A change in perspective this week as we begin the next part of the story. I have come to the conclusion that I have absolutely no idea how this weekly adventure is going to end. I just keep writing and hope that some type of conclusion reveals itself but right now I can’t imagine what that might be so it looks like there is a lot more to go.
I have this image of “Days Of Our Lives” running through my mind. As if in 30 years I’ll still be working on this, doling out short snippets at a time. In the end Kassandra and Ryan will find out they are brother and sister, and Marcus is actually their father but has been replaced by an evil twin brother that nobody knew anything about who escaped from a mental asylum.
See I told you I haven’t got a clue how I’m going to end this.
As always these carry on immediately from last week so if you want to see what has come before then just follow this link.
Kassandra worried she might wear a hole in floor with her pacing. An irrational thought, true, but after nearly four hours she needed to think about something other than what was happening in there. The nails on both hands had already been chewed down to nubs, so walking around in endless circles had to be the next logical choice, right?
She’d gone to the hangar to greet Ryan’s ship but all she saw was him laid out on a stretcher before she was bustled aside by the EMTs. Ryan’s partner, Marcus, didn’t even look at her as they rushed past on the way to medical, and nobody who knew anything had come out since.
Of course she knew what Ryan did could be dangerous, but understanding is one thing, being the one who sent him out there was something else entirely. Maybe, if she’d been there, she could have done something and Ryan wouldn’t have gotten hurt.
Another stupid thought. After all, if a second soldier couldn’t keep Ryan safe then what could she have done?