Kentucky Fried Chicken
Kentucky Fried ChickenPhoenix, Arizona
Phoenix, ArizonaDale and Aislinn sat in the KFC, their dinners untouched. They’d hardly spoken since her disturbing visions earlier, and neither of them had eaten all day.
Perhaps the outing was a bad idea under the circumstances, but they’d spent so little time together since he returned. He’d hoped to comfort her with her favorite food, covering her wings with illusion so as not to draw attention.
He sat across from her, studying her pale, drawn features with concern. “You need to eat, my love. You need to keep up your strength.”
She poked at her chicken leg and looked at him, her eyes glistening. “I can’t. Those images are burned into my mind.”
He frowned. “Same here.”
He didn’t know which ones were more disturbing at
