She felt light headed at the moment and she said, "I think I need help to the bed, Sam." Her voice was almost too soft to hear as she spoke. Her pulse seemed way too fast at the moment. What he had said was a lot to take in. She was in a state of shock at the moment. "And don't... don't leave me. I don't think I can handle life without you, Sam. But this frightens me for you. I want you to atone somehow, can you do that? Can you promise me you'll put the guns away and keep them there?" She was wheezing at that point and her belly roiled with nausea. She knew that it was wrong for him to have done those things, but she thought she was detecting his remorse.

Cerise couldn't keep from trembling.