She looked between the two of them with clouded eyes, shaking her head. "It no one's fault but his! What the hell was he thinking driving? It's his own, fault, damnit, for drinking a bottle of bourbon in the middle of the day and then getting behind the fucking wheel!" She looked a little shocked at her own outburst, her hand coming up to cover her mouth before she stood up jogged back to the womens restroom, getting sick once again as she cried, sinking down onto the floor there. She hadn't even told the two of them what all had happened. She forced herself to stand up, going to the sink and splashing cold water on her face before she stepped out of the bathroom, motioning for her husband to come over there with her so she could speak to him privately. -- RD Future: County Hospital

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Date Posted: Sun, Feb 12 2006, 10:55pm PST
Author: Kate
Subject: She looked between the two of them with clouded eyes, shaking her head. "It no one's fault but his! What the hell was he thinking driving? It's his own, fault, damnit, for drinking a bottle of bourbon in the middle of the day and then getting behind the fucking wheel!" She looked a little shocked at her own outburst, her hand coming up to cover her mouth before she stood up jogged back to the womens restroom, getting sick once again as she cried, sinking down onto the floor there. She hadn't even told the two of them what all had happened. She forced herself to stand up, going to the sink and splashing cold water on her face before she stepped out of the bathroom, motioning for her husband to come over there with her so she could speak to him privately.
In reply to: Kate 's message, "We're making up " on Sun, Feb 12 2006, 10:35pm PST

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(He left Karlie sitting in the seat crying, glancing back at her worriedly as he walked over to where Kate was, lifting his hand to caress her cheek even though his heart was aching desperately.) Kate.. I did a horrible thing.. (He said before she could speak, the guilt on his chest was just too much for him to bear any longer.) He came over this morning half stinking of alcohol and mused cause he didn't go home last night and we had a really bad fight.. he was crying when he left and he had alcohol in the car I am sure.. (He had a hand on his forehead and he shook his head, his eyes pained, tears threatening again..) He doesn't think I love him, Kate.. He hates me and I let him go.. (NT) -- Quin, Sun, Feb 12 2006, 10:59pm PST