Mary Anne Bell (
song_tra_bong
) wrote
2006-05-31 05:49 am (UTC)
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Oh God
She shakes her head once, slowly as though the movement pains her--no result from the fight with Martin, but of what she has to say.
Of what she can't say.
"No,"
she whispers.
"I can't. I wish I could, I'd have told you already if I could."
But it has to be earned. So she promised.
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She shakes her head once, slowly as though the movement pains her--no result from the fight with Martin, but of what she has to say.
Of what she can't say.
"No," she whispers.
"I can't. I wish I could, I'd have told you already if I could."
But it has to be earned. So she promised.