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She sighed. "I'm happy for you."
Francis was there, relaxing when he saw her.
She didn't say anything, not turning to him.
She watched him for a moment before looking down. "Yeah.. What about Etta?"
There was a knock on the door.
She shook her head, turning away from him with a huff.
"He's kind," she said thoughtfully, "and funny. His eyes remind me of the forest. He's nice to me, too. He's.. pretty great."
(Yoop!)
She pulled away, wiping her eyes hastily. "That was mean.."
She nodded slowly. "Yeah."
He watched her go, his brow furrowed.
She was quiet for a moment, looking at her hands thoughtfully. After a few seconds, she looked up at him, her eyes already glistening with tears....
"A month?"
He nodded. "I'll see you soon."
She looked around in confusion. "What?"
She looked thoughtful for a moment. "He asked me. I don't remember exactly how long it's been.."
He looked nervous, but nodded. "Okay."
"What? Done with what?"
She shrugged. "Same as ever."
"They would kill all of us if I came back."
