Wapun Meadow do we stand a chance to rise above it all

His words came out and stabbed at her heart like a sharp knife. She felt caught out and also frustrated that Marten would speak to her in that way. Laurel felt the urge to reprimand him, and she might've had she not been so grabbed by grief moments ago. She just hadn't the energy to spare, the fucks to give.

It seemed - to Laurel - obvious enough what was wrong. Everything had fallen apart, and her children were all gone. She had nothing left... except for Indra. And, apparently, Marten. So she didn't even really know how to answer the question. What was wrong? .. Everything. I wouldn't even know where to start, she said, her voice lacking the energy and pep -- whether real or faked -- and sass that it usually possessed. She felt a ghost of her former self, and she didn't know where to start with explaining why it was so to Marten.