"He might, or he might not." She said, evenly, with no hint of hope or discouragement. Both were fatal in these kinds of situations. How much family and friends had she once lost. What wasn't fatal? What was more important.
"But you're life is still here. I'm here." There's a force in those words, a reminder, turning his face so he looked at her when she'd said it.
"Your job is still here. Your life is still here." And with more challenge than she thought could touch it. "Unless you're letting Edward have walked out the door with both my family and my husband."
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Date: 2009-08-29 04:23 pm (UTC)"But you're life is still here. I'm here." There's a force in those words, a reminder, turning his face so he looked at her when she'd said it.
"Your job is still here. Your life is still here." And with more challenge than she thought could touch it. "Unless you're letting Edward have walked out the door with both my family and my husband."