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I closed irl, I get scared, too," Vida said "I’o out on an Op Not, like, shit-my-pants scared, but I’m afraid of what could happen to the others if I screw up or don’t cover theh Our friend Roo owes me about five years offor Zu to write soh, fear is worthless It stops you when you need to keepmost And it only exists inside of your head You can hate yourself for being scared, but that’s still letting it control your life Aren’t you tired of that sa you down"

There was another pause; long enough that I started to open the door again

"People come in and out of our lives all the tiht "They can proht never see theood unit here, and you knohy it’s so strong? Because we chose it We made it My sister, she wasn’t like your parents, but she still left me The bitch called in ive her the satisfaction of not letting ain She didn’t choosea different fa before slipping inside

"Hey girl, what’s doing?" Vida glanced over

For once, the s products we used to scrub out the showers, but froh her short hair There was an old ratty towel over her shoulders to catch the gooey mixture before it hit her sports bra For a second, I couldn’t see anything other than the scar tissue on her shoulders fro Mason It o sour

Zu sat perched on the counter next to her, swinging her legs back and forth, little white socks bobbing up and down through the air She held up two different boxes in her hands for estured toward Vida

"I on," Vida explained, taking the towel fro it around Zu’s et o into battle tomorrow"

I gave her a look in the mirror

"Fine My carefully planned, reasonably cautious reconnaissance mission" Vida cocked a brow "You sure you and ht?"

"Chubs is useful," I reminded her "Please try not to kill hi is, accidents happen"

Before I could even think of questioning it, she used her gloved fingers to scoop some of the product out from the cup she’d mixed it in and made a thin stripe of it in Zu’s hair