[The sea churns lazily, waves ebbing and flowing at the shore. The early morning sky is tinged with a gloomy gray, tiny raindrops drizzling down rapidly. The bad weather is lost on Brennan as she stands close to the shoreline staring into the distance, only a step or two shy of getting her feet wet by the water. Brisk wind howls every now and then
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Not that...I'd want to see...
The only person I want to see is...
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Ange, I... I can hear mom talking to me.
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[Her tone is distracted, in a manner that suggests she's focusing on something else rather intently.]
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[A beat.]
Yes. I can wait.
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[There's a huff of distinct frustration, before she mutters:]
I don't even know why I'm doing this. She's not really here.
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