BlackPanda23

Mrs. Higurashi hadn’t slept well for over two weeks. When she did sleep, visions of her daughter being gagged and carried off by crazed carnival workers had her waking in a cold sweat, and every moment awake left her worriedly pacing the shrine grounds, day or night, hoping to catch a glimpse of her little Kagome coming up the steps. Souta watched her with sad eyes as she threw herself into her house work. He knew she was trying to keep from worrying, and they both knew it wasn’t working. The fact that she insisted on walking him to and from school each day was testament enough to her paranoia. Grandfather spent his days prayin