"I am too," Zoe said without hesitation, because hesitation would have killed her voice. Her stomach felt hard as a rock, but once she'd said it, it was more of a soft rock. Limestone. Her stomach was limestone. "I don't have epilepsy. When I have fits, I have visions."
"Are you serious?" Rachel asked, her head on a tilt, her hair brushing Danny's arm. Zoe looked at her, all grave and totally serious.
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Date: 2014-05-06 04:49 am (UTC)From:"Are you serious?" Rachel asked, her head on a tilt, her hair brushing Danny's arm. Zoe looked at her, all grave and totally serious.