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Chapter 7
On seeing the tears on her face Carey's heart stank as he rushed to her side. Putting a protective arm around Molly while she let her head fall onto his shoulder. He didn't know what the trouble was or how he could make it better, but he determined to try.
"Come on Molly let's go sit down." He says while picking up the tray and leaving the lady holding his awaiting change. She just sighs and tosses the money to the counter a few of the coins rolling on the floor. Carey doesn't care some things are more important than money. They arrive at a booth and both climb into the same side. Molly has stopped crying but isn't letting go of her grip of Carey. Some times a person just needs to hold someone or to be held. And this was that kind of moment.
"How did you get here so fast?" She finally breaks the comfortable silence to ask.
"You're only three blocks from the bus." Molly turns to him and raises an eyebrow while he nods and smiles. She returns the smile while shaking her head. She could have sworn she had gone further than that, but right now reality wasn't Molly's favorite thing. It was her enemy because of what it was doing to her and everyone around her. Looking at Carey through the corner of her, he's staring ahead at wildly painted wall. He looks so tired Molly decided to start eating a bit faster so they can leave and Carey can get to bed. Relived in some accepts that he wasn't pressing the issue of what had been wrong, in another sad. Because if he did choice to question it Molly had decided she would tell him the truth, which includes everything. Maybe I should tell him now, after all were alone with a zero probability of being interrupted. Molly thinks to herself while putting way too much honey on to the nugget, the goo now running down her hand.
"Um Carey?" He breaks his focus from the wall and returns his full attention to the women sitting on his left side. Smiles his ultra sweet grin while pulling a napkin from the holder and hands it to her.
"Yes Molly?" Ok this was it. In a few moments both they're lives would do a 180 and never again spin back into the right alignment.
"There's something I have to tell you….." This was even harder than she had imagationed.
"Tell me what?"
"That I'm not that hungry would you care for the rest of the nuggets?" If there was a dictionary on hand Molly was sure by the term coward it would display her image. It's now Carey's turn to raise his eyebrows in question while she shrugs sheepishly.
"No thanks I'm not hungry. You ready to go?" Molly nods while removing herself from the sitting position. They leave the building stepping over scarred silver coins in the process and climb into a red Toyota Camry, him on the driver's side. The radio has been shut off ad neither of them reach for the knob to change that. Now is a time for silence and self-wonderment and thoughts you can't share. Molly couldn't believe she had been so close to her second home, Carey had told her the distance but seeing it was different. Carey starts to open his door and stops turning to Molly. Leans over and kisses her as she gladly returns it. Both knowing these moments are a few and far in between. A few moments pass by and Molly pulls away followed by a whimper coming from his lips.
"Sorry but that's all for now." Carey lets out a big huff while crossing his arms at his chest. Molly reaches over and very gently kisses the top of his head then leaves the car. He remains seated, if anyone was awake inside it would be easier to avoid questions if they didn't walk in at the same moment. Even though in this situation it would be easy to come up with a decent and honest excuse.
Ned is asleep in the hammock and by the sound of his snores a pretty deep stage. A pillow and blanket are folded neatly on the couch waiting for Carey to spread them open and put to good use. Quietly opening the first door in the hallway, which leads to Jack's room, she finds him and Clu knocked out on the ground. Both the light and TV on with the controlers in their hands. Being careful not to step on them she steps into the room and shuts the appliances off and leaves like she was never there. Passes right by Irene's room not seeing a reason for needing to go there and comes to Annie's door. Turns the handle but nothing happens. Molly sighs angrily, they had so few rules and not locking the bedroom doors was one of them. At last the mother hen rounds are over and Molly reaches her room and more importantly her bed. A sudden wave of tiredness had swept over her. It seemed that everyone on the bus had it though. Without bothering to change she lies on the bed and instantly falls asleep.
