"Clark? The driver had a heart attack. He was eighty-two." Don't ask how she knows that, Eirene's a goddess again and is just like that. "That's why he swerved into me. It's my fault for ... storming out of here mad, if it's anyone's fault."
"Please don't do this. I can't stand it when you do." Her thumbs are gently stroking across his cheeks now, though she hasn't noticed yet.
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Date: 2008-05-23 03:42 am (UTC)"Please don't do this. I can't stand it when you do." Her thumbs are gently stroking across his cheeks now, though she hasn't noticed yet.