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Edmund has helped. Helped so much, and now he's tucking the twins and Derry into the crib, carefully.

Kitty, for her part, watches, and then goes into the bathroom, turning on the water, undressing, and stepping in.

And stands for a moment, just thinking about the evening.

And Val.

And the things she'd said, and knowing she was right. She did the right thing.

Kitty threatened to take Val's child away, though.

And she knows she will, if she has to.

The water's running. So she hopes that Edmund doesn't hear her as Kitty begins to sob, the water washing the tears away.

She'll be crying for a long, long time.