Mar 22, 2019
@ltbroccoli from here
Oh, how familiar that sounded… Reg offered her a tiny, genuine smile of sympathy. “I’m sorry. That’s not fair.”
“Well... We grew up.” She’d hesitate to say she could tell if her sisters were happy. Her expression went distant for a moment, thoughtful in maybe more of a worn way than she tended to let slip most days, before she looked back at him and returned the smile. “I just meant to say— I would be around, to listen. If you ever wanted to talk.”