Del (
silver_flecks
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2006-10-14 03:50 am (UTC)
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"It'S a MaTtEr Of OpInIoN," she says cheerfully and make no move to help as she doodles a cross a bird a heart a tear and smiles up at him.
Her eyes don't match, and one's laughing and one's crying and both have silver flecks swimming across them.
"YoU wAnT tO bAnG tHOsE FisTs AnD cAn'T, BuT thE gHoStS doN't CaRe. YoU cAn SeE tHeM AnYwAy. It'S KiNdA gEnErOuS. AlMoSt. IN tHe WaY WhErE yOu BleEd."
There's a pause, as she switches her marker for one the color of sunshine on the back of a truck in June.
"DoEsN'T CoUgHiNg LiKe ThAt BoThEr YoU?"
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Her eyes don't match, and one's laughing and one's crying and both have silver flecks swimming across them.
"YoU wAnT tO bAnG tHOsE FisTs AnD cAn'T, BuT thE gHoStS doN't CaRe. YoU cAn SeE tHeM AnYwAy. It'S KiNdA gEnErOuS. AlMoSt. IN tHe WaY WhErE yOu BleEd."
There's a pause, as she switches her marker for one the color of sunshine on the back of a truck in June.
"DoEsN'T CoUgHiNg LiKe ThAt BoThEr YoU?"