
THERE’S ONLY ONE other person in line at the coffee shop. tall blonde lady, right behind kate - strikingly pretty, enough to make the brunette a little self conscious. slender hands toy with the wallet in her hand, a vague idea forming. the thing is lined with hundred dollar bills courtesy of the last bank robbery, & she tugs one out & slides it across the counter as she orders a tea. ‘ i’ll get hers, too, ’ she tells the cashier quietly, gives a small nod of her head towards the other woman. for no real reason other than she can - kate wants to get into the swing of things again. she’s so tired of this body taking and taking - she’d like to give again, she thinks, even something so small. / @criesandamens