CH 117 — Cabin Fever

Despite receiving a clean bill of health from Dr Augustus, Anniken was still under house arrest. ‘What a fucking joke,’ she thought to herself.

To make matters worse, Laken was still out on business. Oh, they checked in—but text and scant voice messages could not sufficiently scratch that itch. For a week or two? Yes. But a month was simply too cruel!

And Charlotte made for poor company. She was only a child, and seemed to think she held authority over the woman. Charlotte, young and projecting her idea of maturity, claimed to be taking orders from Laken. All her demands to stay inside, to rest, to focus only on gentle activities…Laken would never!

Anniken hissed and tucked her bleeding finger into her mouth. A consequence of those “gentle activities” Charlotte encouraged. Fortunately, the fabric was black, so there was no fear of stains. It might even provide some authenticity to her uniform…