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jia0503xinmeng ([info]jia0503xinmeng) wrote,
@ 2010-07-08 01:42:00

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Concentrating, she could indeed make out the...
Concentrating, she could indeed make out the sounds of shouting and running feet passing beneath the window
Alessan seemed unnaturally subdued, struggling with somethingIt was very peaceful in the room thoughThe bed was softer than she had remembered it beingShe waited, looking at him, noting the perennial unruliness of his hair where his hands were always pushing through it
He said, carefully, "Catriana, I cannot tell you how frightened I was tonightYou must listen to me now, and try to think this through because it is something that matters very much His expression was odd, and there was something in his voice she couldn't quite pin deville watch down
He reached out and laid his hand over hers where it lay upon the blanket"Catriana, I do not measure your worth by your father'sYou must stop doing this to yourselfThere was never anything for you to redeemYou are what you are, in and of yourself
This was difficult ground for her, the most difficult of all, and she found that her heartbeat had quickenedShe watched him, blue eyes on his grey onesHis long, slender fingers were covering her ownShe said:
"We arrive with a past, a historyHe was a coward and he fled
Alessan shook his head; there was still something strained in his expression"We have to be so careful," he murmured"So very mulberry leather bag careful when we judge them, and what they did in those daysThere are reasons why a man with a wife and an infant daughter might choose, other than fear for himself, to stay with the two of them and try to keep them aliveOh, my dear, in all these years I have seen so many men and women who went away for their children
She could feel her tears starting now and she fought to blink them backShe hated talking about thisIt was the hard kernel of pain at the core of all she did
"But it was before the Deisa," she whispered"He left before the battles
Again he shook his head, wincing at the sight of her distressHe lifted her hand suddenly and chanel jumbo bag carried it to his lipsShe could not remember his ever having done that beforeThere was something completely strange about all of this
"Parents and children," he said, so softly she almost missed the words"It is so hard; we are so quick to judge"I don't know if Devin told you, but my mother cursed me in the hour before she diedShe called me a traitor and a coward
She blinked, moved to sit upShe was dizzy and terribly weakDevin hadn't told her any such thing; he had said next to nothing about that day
"How could she?" she said, anger rising in her, against this woman she had never seen"You? A coward? Doesn't didn't she know anything about
"She dior rasta bag knew almost all of it," he said quietly"She simply disagreed as to where my duty layThat is what I am trying to say, Catriana: it is possible to differ on such matters, and to reach a place as terrible as that one was for both of usI am learning so many things so lateIn this world, where we find ourselves, we need compassion more than anything, I think, or we are all alone
She managed this time to push herself up higher in the bedShe looked at him, imagining that day, those words of his motherShe remembered what she herself had said to her father on her own last night at home, words that had driven him violently out of the house into the omega quartz


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