*** – Horror?
As the shimmer of daylight entered from the curtain, she turned away to go back to sleep. It had been another rough night, remembering the last few days. She wasn’t surprised at their happening, all knew it was coming. The sight of gauze wrapped bodies in hospital halls was now inscribed forever.
“Rough night my darlin’?” Shea sauntered into the pub with a knowing smile. It might have been they knew her too well or was it the shimmer of the coins she had in her palm?