It wouldn't be right, would it? She wasn't entirely sure. What about---she didn't want to--Conflict flitted over her features. Howard searched for her. From what she'd seen, practically tirelessly. She squeezed his hand as if to say 'I'm here now' and she nervously leaned close. "I'm glad too," she whispered.
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Date: 2012-10-29 01:23 am (UTC)