Remember how mom used to take us to that rug store? They had those extra pieces, the parts of the rug that didn’t really fit anywhere. I always kinda felt like that was you and me. You know, the remainders. Two girls holding on to each other so tight because we really did not fit anywhere else.
"A war story is a black space. On the one side is before and on the other side is after, and what is inside belongs only to the dead.”— Deathless by Catherynne M. Valente
Treat her like royalty, Mycroft.
Though not the way she treats royalty.