Silver Creek Here without you now

as subdued as she was, indra was curious to learn more of what had triggered laurel's outburst. thus far she had been able to fit the pieces -- that the bad man was reek, and reek had come. spring's story to them that early summer night had been a catalyst -- perhaps if she had never told the girls of reek, nor unwittingly let slip the parallels of their life, perhaps laurel would not have been so adamant to go with her father. perhaps this day never would have happened at all.

but indra was too sweet and stupid to know that, too young and naive to possibly rearrange the shattered pieces into formulative sense. instead, she was only filled with a sense of  nosiness. "what happened?" she piped as casmir tried to slip away. "where going?" she rejoined after the sweep of his tail as he exited.