I wake up when she comes back in the apartment.  It’s the first time she’s been out since people started dying or stopped dying or whatever you want to call it.  I wanted her to never face it.  I wanted to protect her from the outside; protect her from even seeing it.  & now she looks different, like some kind of filter is keeping her from being the real Katherine.  Just like she used to have at work when she had a job that she hated but couldn’t afford to quit.  Like something inside her is missing or dead now.  She has dry blood all over her hands & each one is holding a grocery bag also splattered with dry blood.  She closes & locks the door & doesn’t say anything to me.  She just goes straight to the bathroom & I hear her throwing up.  I don’t want to see her break.  I pray to God that she’s stronger & smarter than I am.

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