"Paige? Hey, Paige?"
"Yeah?" 35-year-old Paige Matthews looked up to see her boss, Mr. Cowan, calling her.
"You got those case files I asked for?" he asked, his eyes sweeping her meticulously ordered desk.
"Sure." she replied, handing him the folder he was looking for. "Sorry, I guess I just got a bit... distracted..." she added.
He picked up the open newspaper on her desk. "Distracted by the obituaries?"
"Yeah. I'll be back later, I've got a funeral I have to go to." Without giving him time to react, she pushed past himand hurried out of the office.
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"Piper?"
Piper looked up hopefully, wiping the tears from her face. "Pheobe?"
No. Piper's older sister, Prue, knealt down beside her. "Honey, it's four A.M., what are you doing up here?" Prue's voice was hoarse, and her eyes were red from crying.
"Why isn't this working?" Piper demanded, angrily slammnig the Book of Shadows shut. "We cheat death on a daily freaking basis. Why can't we bring her back?"
Prue hugged her sister tightly. "I don't know. I don't know why this happened, or why we can't fix it. But I do know that we will get through this. We'll be okay, I promise. Hey, come on, let's get some sleep."
Piper nodded, and the girls left the attic, not noticing the strange breeze that filled the room and blew out all but three candles.
"Yeah?" 35-year-old Paige Matthews looked up to see her boss, Mr. Cowan, calling her.
"You got those case files I asked for?" he asked, his eyes sweeping her meticulously ordered desk.
"Sure." she replied, handing him the folder he was looking for. "Sorry, I guess I just got a bit... distracted..." she added.
He picked up the open newspaper on her desk. "Distracted by the obituaries?"
"Yeah. I'll be back later, I've got a funeral I have to go to." Without giving him time to react, she pushed past himand hurried out of the office.
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"Piper?"
Piper looked up hopefully, wiping the tears from her face. "Pheobe?"
No. Piper's older sister, Prue, knealt down beside her. "Honey, it's four A.M., what are you doing up here?" Prue's voice was hoarse, and her eyes were red from crying.
"Why isn't this working?" Piper demanded, angrily slammnig the Book of Shadows shut. "We cheat death on a daily freaking basis. Why can't we bring her back?"
Prue hugged her sister tightly. "I don't know. I don't know why this happened, or why we can't fix it. But I do know that we will get through this. We'll be okay, I promise. Hey, come on, let's get some sleep."
Piper nodded, and the girls left the attic, not noticing the strange breeze that filled the room and blew out all but three candles.