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1000_cranes) wrote2012-09-03 10:24 pm
1000_cranes) wrote2012-09-03 10:24 pm
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She kind of expects tears, but none come. It might just be that it's finally happened - she's finally lost too much. She lasts at home for as long as she can, on her own in the dim light. She puts clothes away, reads a book, tries to work on a painting. She's got all of this nervous energy and nothing to do with it. She hasn't even got Cadi to fuss over - she's spending the night with her grandfathers. And there's just her.
In the end, she can't stand it anymore.
It's really too late to be doing it, but she hopes that he won't mind. She doesn't change, just pulls on a sweatshirt with her pajamas and heads for his front door.
She'll figure out what she's going to say when he opens the door.
In the end, she can't stand it anymore.
It's really too late to be doing it, but she hopes that he won't mind. She doesn't change, just pulls on a sweatshirt with her pajamas and heads for his front door.
She'll figure out what she's going to say when he opens the door.
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Maybe it's bad advice but Sam doesn't know what else to say or do when everything circles back around to the fact that he can't give her any promises because he doesn't know that he'll be able to keep them.
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