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He nodded. "I realize."
She looked around, a bit uncomfortable. The house seemed overly tidy, everything put perfectly into place with labeled jars of herbs set about....
He held them above her reach. "Yes, Craw. I've decided I will do it."
He followed her, his head cocked. "What did you find?"
She smiled, walking to the door and opening it for them. "I'm glad you think so."
He grabbed her arms, taking the mugs from her. "I'll take those and do the dishes, since I'm so much better."
He grinned brightly. "Awesome! It'll be good."
"Uh huh. I'm sure." Charlotte spoke up, standing in front of a plain looking house. The only thing that stood out was the vibrant flowers in the...
He squinted at her. "Just wait, Abernathy. You'll feel bad eventually."
"I could come with," he suggested. "Help you out?"
"So.. When you were drunk?"
He rolled his eyes, but smiled softly. "I'm serious!"
He patted her shoulder. "At least let me drop of you off somewhere?'
"Oh really?" she asked. "Why did it take you so long?"
"No. I'm going to help. I was just saying."
Landon hesitated. "You can come with me if you'd like. We have coffee."
Avice squinted at him. "I am okay to admit that I was scared."
"Well," he said, "you're the better planner."
He nodded. "How did you get here?"
Charlotte spoke up. "I'd have to agree with that, but I think both of you were too scared to admit your feelings."
