"I don't mean it'd be easy," she said, shuddering at even talking about this. It felt like it was tempting fate. "Or that I'd ... I mean ... I really, I, I don't know what I'd do."
She held on tightly. "But I'd ... I'd want the same. For you. To go and ... and live. Yeah?"
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Date: 2011-01-10 01:43 am (UTC)She held on tightly. "But I'd ... I'd want the same. For you. To go and ... and live. Yeah?"