When Daniel and Jerome come home with the news of the sentencing, I don’t say much. Honestly, there’s not much to say. I had been fairly certain that it would go smoothly - and I’ve certainly got other things in my mind to worry about.
So I just nod to them, and turn back to the paperwork that’s spread out all over the table, concentrating especially on the big calendar I’ve drawn out before me.
Because what this sentencing actually gives us, which I’ve been waiting for…
Is a timeline.
One month. One month of Kent spilling his guts to Ivan (which I’m sure Kent will absolutely hate), and then…we move.
“Okay,” I say, looking down at my notes as Daniel and Jerome come over to the table, but before I can say anything else –
My hand flies to my mouth as my stomach turns over.
“Oh no,” Jerome says, going tense before dashing into the kitchen, looking for the popcorn bowl that I’ve been using in emergencies when I can’t get to the bathroom –
“I’ve got her!” Daniel shouts, taking me by the shoulders and rushing me to the half-bath off the kitchen, where I skitter to my knees before the toilet. Luckily, we make it in time for me to neatly throw up my breakfast directly into the toilet.
Daniel, ever sweet, holds back my hair and pets my head softly until I’m finished. Then I fall back on my butt with a groan and he hands me a tissue.
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