Date: 2012-01-06 01:51 am (UTC)
She's suddenly struck by a rush of fondness for the boy, an aching to hug onto him like the old days, she can remember how friendly she was, how she'd just wrap her arms around just about anyone.

She remembers dancing through the hallways. She remembers being recklessly happy. She feels like the Grinch, she feels like her heart is growing three sizes all at once. She wraps an arm gently, gently, barely touching him, around his waist. It almost seems like an accident. "I appreciate how kind you are to me."
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Cole Dover

August 2012

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