I think so. It's so stupid, but after the--[she's not going to say it, but she motions to her neck, even though it's audio because she's an idiot, but she's sure Tess knows what she's getting at.]
When I was on the mend, I just wanted him. To just... talk to, I guess.
[Like a little kid with a scraped knee, wanting her dad. Except it was a bit more dramatic than that.]
[And that feels embarrassing, too sentimental for a kid that isn't hers, for a kid she's been awful to in turns but feels like she owes something to, but she lets it stand. It is how she feels.]
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[She jokes, but. She heard it in his voice, out on the cold that night, and she can't imagine the emotions being any less with him back.]
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Might be sooner rather than later.
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[There's a concern there, that she'll chicken out. Hasn't the last six months been one extended bout of cowardice, a refusal to see him?
But Tess has grown soft, too.]
You ready for that?
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When I was on the mend, I just wanted him. To just... talk to, I guess.
[Like a little kid with a scraped knee, wanting her dad. Except it was a bit more dramatic than that.]
Might be a sign that I'm ready.
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Oh, sweetheart. I'm sorry he wasn't there.
[And that feels embarrassing, too sentimental for a kid that isn't hers, for a kid she's been awful to in turns but feels like she owes something to, but she lets it stand. It is how she feels.]
I'm glad you're ready. I hope it goes well.