Mimi 1
Sunday 26th february.
I could feel Mimi looking at me so I didn't look back, I just watched the waves. I watched as they jarred back and forth. Mimi, Mimi, Mimi; seated in silence, it's her guilt you know, it's her guilt that's riding her, that's why she can't speak. She can't even eat, because it was her, it was her who whispered 'lets kill Red'. At first I put it down to her twisted humour, but when I saw no smile, a chill entered me. Of course we argued. I told her it was madness that things were not that bad, but she held that look in her eyes, and I knew. I told her if she ever harmed a hair on his head I would kill her, but Mimi just smiled. So that night we fought, and when the fighting ceased I sharpened the spear.
dycenoir