Faith Eliza Cord
Four Thousand Club
Two hallways down from the dance entrance Sheena is leaned against the wall, facing away from Alex, her hand splayed as she takes slow, shallow breaths, her eyes open wide, but not seeming to really see him or notice his approach until he speaks. She is shaking slightly, and her voice shows her shock as she finally answers him, her tone unsteady. She doesn't meet his eyes, staring past him to the wall across from her.
"She...my sister...she was there. She smiled at me. She shouldn't have been there."
She doesn't realize that Alex will of course automatically assume that she is speaking of Liza or Faith, that he will not automatically understand her reaction. She does not realize that he thinks she is embarrassed or upset with him as she swallows again, trying to block out Evangeline's smile, her small wave, from her mental images.
That was NOT her sister.
"She...my sister...she was there. She smiled at me. She shouldn't have been there."
She doesn't realize that Alex will of course automatically assume that she is speaking of Liza or Faith, that he will not automatically understand her reaction. She does not realize that he thinks she is embarrassed or upset with him as she swallows again, trying to block out Evangeline's smile, her small wave, from her mental images.
That was NOT her sister.