She decided that skipping the meeting was probably for the best.
They rarely talked about anything that interested her and she knew that rest was what she needed. She returned home as quickly as she could before jumping on her bed and allowing sleep to overcome her.
But it didn't last long. Corinne woke with a start, her nightmare having scared her. She quickly dismissed it and made herself a quick drink. She downed it in one and returned to her collection of blankets. She sat on the side of her bed and waited. In a couple of minutes, she felt tired again and so began to lie back.
There was a knock on the door.
She considered ignoring it or shouting insults until they left but knew that that wasn't going to help matters. Instead, she picked up her pistol and held it behind her back.
She opened the door to see a small child.
"You do know, miss, that you need to be at the meeting, don't you?"
She was slightly tempted to shove the weapon in the child's face and tell him to go away but instead she just smiled and nodded, explaining that she wasn't feeling terribly well. The little boy nodded politely.
"Get well soon, miss!"
He smiled as he walked away from her house, to the next building down the street. She watched him for a second before shutting the door and crying. She hit the stairs at a run and found herself sifting through some of her belongings, but stopped herself quickly.
Instead, she looked through the window to see so many people heading towards the town hall; it looked like everyone was going.
"Maybe it's a surprise party." she murmured under her breath.
Knowing that she didn't want to miss out, she left her house, taking her gun with her.
"And at the very least, they're probably going to need my help!"
She didn't know why she was so confident and cheerful all of a sudden, especially after the emotional rollercoaster of her last few days.
She was on a high. She wondered how long it would be until she dropped.