"Oh," Kimmy says, then hesitates, not sure what to say to that. Really, she doesn't know what to say to any of this. She's spent all of her energy trying to not have this conversation, and yet here she is.
Not with Titus or a psychiatrist or a journalist. With another woman who went through something horrible, too. "I... don't think we ever thought we were going to die," she continues. The reverend hadn't been a particularly violent man. "But we didn't think there was anything else. He told us there wasn't anything else."
For a long time, they'd believed him. "I found a rat one day. An alive one. He... the reverend said it was sent by the devil to test us, but I could go out into the world if I wanted to. But he said... I had to send one of the others, first. I couldn't do that."
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Date: 2016-07-20 10:47 am (UTC)Not with Titus or a psychiatrist or a journalist. With another woman who went through something horrible, too. "I... don't think we ever thought we were going to die," she continues. The reverend hadn't been a particularly violent man. "But we didn't think there was anything else. He told us there wasn't anything else."
For a long time, they'd believed him. "I found a rat one day. An alive one. He... the reverend said it was sent by the devil to test us, but I could go out into the world if I wanted to. But he said... I had to send one of the others, first. I couldn't do that."