Emmett had gone straight from the spire watching site to the clinic, picked up his siblings and taken them to the farm. He was going to work everything out himself from now on. If he was himself and his siblings he just had to look out for them, could have his time to grieve and be without any complications.
Once they got to the farmhouse he took some important cooking things from the blood-soaked kitchen (could not find the emotional strength in his heart to look at the ground too hard) and brought them to the living room, then locked the door. They would use the back door from now on.
Chris and Milly were confused, upset. Where's Phoebe? Why are we back? He told them he wasn't ready for questions yet, that it was bed time. They went up with a few more objections but ultimately were glad to be back home and in their own beds. Once they were asleep he came back down, sat in the living room with a bottle of his father's whiskey in his hands that he was too numb to actually open.
Suddenly, real and uncontrollable anger burst up through the surface and he stood. Phoebe came in at this moment but he didn't hear her, flinging the bottle as hard as he could at the wall. It smashed with a mighty noise and the liquid burst down the wall and into the room. Emmett stared at it for a moment then sank down onto his knees, loudly wailing out sobs.
Once they got to the farmhouse he took some important cooking things from the blood-soaked kitchen (could not find the emotional strength in his heart to look at the ground too hard) and brought them to the living room, then locked the door. They would use the back door from now on.
Chris and Milly were confused, upset. Where's Phoebe? Why are we back? He told them he wasn't ready for questions yet, that it was bed time. They went up with a few more objections but ultimately were glad to be back home and in their own beds. Once they were asleep he came back down, sat in the living room with a bottle of his father's whiskey in his hands that he was too numb to actually open.
Suddenly, real and uncontrollable anger burst up through the surface and he stood. Phoebe came in at this moment but he didn't hear her, flinging the bottle as hard as he could at the wall. It smashed with a mighty noise and the liquid burst down the wall and into the room. Emmett stared at it for a moment then sank down onto his knees, loudly wailing out sobs.
Emmett
The sun went down beyond yon hill, across the dreary moor
Weary and lame a boy there came up to the farmer's door
Weary and lame a boy there came up to the farmer's door
