Twenty-Six
Thirteen’s Leader
The day of her presentation, Alice braided her hair. She straightened her pale blue dress that was cut straight with white buttons, shaped like a tear. Alice had been through Dawn’s closet a lot recently. Her dates with Solus. She wondered if her sister were still around, if Alice would ask her advice and for anything that wasn’t slacks, work shirts, or skirts and stockings. Alice stood like she would outside a refrigerator by Dawn’s closet, looking in and forgetting what she came for. It just gave her a feeling of comfort from time to time.
When Alice arrived by herself to prep at the Morgensen, she saw her brother enter.
“What’s new, Cyrus?” she said, plainly.
“Spent a whole day shaking a whole bunch of coal worker’s hands. To be honest, I’d just invest
