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This is The Taste of a Smile, Part 8, Burden.

Yeah. PART 8. BIRDEN LECD Lex didn't notice the rain until a big drop splashed onto her nose. Oh, for fuck's sake, she cursed and wiped it off

with her sleeve. Lex suggested the collar of her leather jacket. She really needed to start

wearing a thicker coat in the cold weather. Menacing clouds fell the sky, blocking the sun and

giving the city a gloomy atmosphere.

On any other day, Lex would have halted a cab.

Tonight, she needed the ice-cold air to stop her from freaking out entirely.

Because, boy, had she fucked things up today.

Mary Alexander was probably on the phone with Hannah right now,

telling her everything. There would be no way back after that. Fuck, Lux said again,

louder this time. She had lost her temper today. She didn't understand why it happened. She used to be as cool as a cucumber. No one got under

her skin. No one. After losing her job, though, she got thrown off balance far too easily and

far too frequently. Lex turned on to Fifth Avenue, wiping her cheeks. The raindrops were

falling hard and fast now. Her hands were shaking from the cold. She zipped up her jacket all the way to her

neck. With her luck, Lex would get pneumonia on top of everything else. No use worrying about the weather, she thought.

She had five more blocks to go and needed that time to come up with an explanation for Hannah.

The truth was she had utterly failed her cousin and at the worst possible moment.

Lucille, Hannah's mother, was finally out of intensive care,

but things were still scary. The doctor said she had been extremely lucky. It had been a pretty

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