Chapter 31
“Oh my little pet… What on earth happened here?” Lucy loudly exclaimed as I opened the door.
I just shook my head. There was no way I was telling Lucy what had happened. There was no way that I would want to relive the last few hours in any case.
“I thought you were doing better. I haven’t seen that cross slapped across your face in years. It is sooo unattractive you know,” Lucy said as she tossed her bleached blonde hair backward. “I mean really, how do you expect people to take you seriously? And how will you do your job?”
Lucy knew me too well. I had to give her that. She was annoying and she talked way too much, but at least on some certain level she has learned to understand me in a way that Sam van Leer never could. Maybe it was because she was from my generation. Maybe it was because she also knew what true loss felt like. She had to learn it the hard way in the last years just like I had to.
“Look Lucy… I just don’t want to talk,” I mumble.