[ the soft touch of her hand almost makes grace flinch but she doesn't. it is hard to look away from the woman's intense gaze, eyes that she knows are seeing too much. ]
I let him.
[ her nose tickles, but she ignores it. maybe if she ignores it enough she won't want to cry. grace went to therapy for years, mandated through the courts, she knows all the tools and that is why she is so good at applying them to other people. but the idea of applying any of this conversation to herself right now makes her want to walk into the lake. ]
I did and then I lost him again, I really have to go. [ shaky, quiet, it comes out as if one thought. no pause to separate, she lost him and she has to go. ]
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I let him.
[ her nose tickles, but she ignores it. maybe if she ignores it enough she won't want to cry. grace went to therapy for years, mandated through the courts, she knows all the tools and that is why she is so good at applying them to other people. but the idea of applying any of this conversation to herself right now makes her want to walk into the lake. ]
I did and then I lost him again, I really have to go. [ shaky, quiet, it comes out as if one thought. no pause to separate, she lost him and she has to go. ]