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herevangline | "Hannah?" Eva's voice is small as she approaches her daughter. "I just... I wanted you to know that I'm sorry, for everything."
She’s scared. Partly because her mom is appearing to her as a ghost but mostly because it’s her mom. Taking a step back, she looks confused and then hurt by what she’s hearing.
“Oh? Umm, thank you. I don’t know what else to say.”
"Hey baby girl," Eva breathes, giving her daughter a small smile, "I've missed you."
"Mom?" Hannah gasped as she looked at the woman before her. "Did I get knocked on the head?"
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"Hey kiddo," Eva declared, smiling, though a bit more subdued than normal as she skipped over to Jacob and sat down next to him. "Can I tell you something?"
Turning to see Eva join him, Jacob gave her a intrigued smile as he nodded, "sure. What's on your mind?"
"Oi dorkface," Eva declared, running up to her husband and practically tackling him in a hug, "hi."
With a small, surprised yell - almost a squeal - Arthur grinned at Eva and eagerly wrapped his arms around her. "Nice to see you too. You okay?"
"Saaaaam!" There was a large crash from downstairs and the sound of many things falling. When Sam reached a place she could see from, she would find her young grandmother buried in many boxes of presents. "Okay so I may have gone a bit overboard on the gifts, but in my defense, I have a lot of time to make up for!"
"Grandma…" Sam rushed over to start helping pick up some of the boxes, desperately trying to hold back her giggling. "A bit overboard? What did you do? Go buy a whole store?"
Everyone prefers Helen to you. James, Will, Eva, your own Mother. You'll only ever be second rate to Helen.
“You say that like it’s supposed to be news to me.”
"Saaaam," Eva sing-songed, walking up to her granddaughter and hugging her tightly. "How are you? Is Jimmy being stupid again? Should I punch him?"
Sam immediately hugged Eva back, a small smile quirking her lips. “I’m not gonna say whether or not you should, but you can’t. I’ll be fine, Grandma, I always am.”
"So... you're Jason are you," Eva asked, circling him curiously, "funny. I thought you'd be... different."
"Oh?" Jason smirked. "Different how?"
