[/html]Argharblargh! Can end this? I guess?? XD
Truthfully, Cassandra did not know how much belief she had invested to all the terrible reasons she'd come up with for why their mother might have never come, but regardless, the bottom line was still that there had to be a reason, some reason, any reason. Because for Rachias to have abandoned her family without one would be the worst thing of all. The albino girl wanted closure for her father, and to a lesser extent, herself and her sister, more than she wanted her fairy tale mother, a nuclear family, and a "perfect" household. Her family was already perfect, and a mother -- a good one, as Kharma described, or a bad one, as she sometimes imagined -- would throw off the dynamic they already had. She didn't want things to change.
"You're right," she mumbled, turning to hug Myrika back, making an effort to be less clingy than she normally was. They were adults now, right? She couldn't let her insecurities dominate her anymore. She sighed and echoed. "It'll be okay." The red-eyed girl pulled back and spared a faint smile. "They'll know something's up when they're loaded up with all these supplies, I bet." She fetched one of the bags and slung it over her shoulder, then picked up another two to carry in her arms. "Come on. Daddy will probably be back soon."
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