[Another hesitation. There's... a lot she COULD say, if she thought about it. She'd never gone without, never been hungry or cold, but even when she was a child and she saw other children with their parents she always knew that something was different. The smiles and laughter other parents shared with their kids, those had never been a part of her life.
Then when she was old enough to understand the concept, she'd finally recognized the way her parents looked at her. It was the way people looked at a responsibility. A burden. And then one of them had disappeared before she could find out why.]
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Then when she was old enough to understand the concept, she'd finally recognized the way her parents looked at her. It was the way people looked at a responsibility. A burden. And then one of them had disappeared before she could find out why.]
[There's a lot she could say.]
nah.
thanks but im good.