“Cloud? What’s the deal?” DeadShot’s voice reached her ears, disrupting her thoughts. “Look next to me, Mon amour. A Killer.” Cloud scowled again. “Dirty bastard.” “Easy. No bloodshed today.” DeadShot nodded slightly. “Him or the horses.” Cloud glared at the man sitting smug in his leather jacket before she looked forward again, suppressing another shudder. She twitched and clenched her fist as the man let out an amused chuckle. “He doesn’t deserve to make it out alive anyway.” Cloud began the slow process of cracking her knuckles, anything to break the silence that made her so nervous. “We can deal with him another day. Not right now.” She heard her husband say. “Why not?” Cloud asked, her body still twitching with unreleased anger. “Because. Now is not the time.” Cloud scowled again and absently rested her hand on her husband’s thigh as the bidding started on the black Clydesdale that Kira wanted so badly. She sat back as the man next to her jumped right into the bidding.. . I mean...” She looked confused.I smiled. “It’ll always remind me of her. How can it not? But I refuse to be haunted by it. I refuse to avoid it and all of Tina’s other songs, just because Clarissa liked it so much. That way lies madness. Believe me, I know.”She nodded her understanding. “Still ... Want to get out of here? Beat the rush? We could go walking along the seafront again, like we did the first time.”“Yeah, that’d be nice. And hopefully we won’t get soaked like we did last time.”She grinned. “As you already know, Paul, I’m already soaked. Just not from the rain.” She stepped back and took my hand. “Come on, let’s go.”A very light, warm breeze swept in from the sea and made our walk along the promenade very pleasant. We walked from East Pier, all along the seafront to West Pier, where we turned back into the town centre and the mile-long walk up Westmouth Hill Road to home. Vanessa clutched my arm as we walked, holding herself against me. We barely talked. Even though.
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