"Not passed the usual pleasantries. He didn't call me 'puta' like your brother did."
Her eyes cut down to the bottle again. Getting drunk here is a bad idea. That doesn't stop her from pouring again.
"But he seems like he cared about you. Like your father and your uncle."
The more she sees of his world, the more it brings her back to her days in Belfast. Fierce allegiances based on nothing more than blood. Families turning on families as the pressure to lay down arms mounted. Never sure who your friends were, even as you had to put your life in their hands day after day. It wears a body down, she knows all too well.
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Date: 2010-03-08 08:16 pm (UTC)Her eyes cut down to the bottle again. Getting drunk here is a bad idea. That doesn't stop her from pouring again.
"But he seems like he cared about you. Like your father and your uncle."
The more she sees of his world, the more it brings her back to her days in Belfast. Fierce allegiances based on nothing more than blood. Families turning on families as the pressure to lay down arms mounted. Never sure who your friends were, even as you had to put your life in their hands day after day. It wears a body down, she knows all too well.
"I don't think that ambush was just about money."