Jul 04, 2009 01:32
Red was reading on the porch, nose buried in a copy of James and the Giant Peach. Her feet were propped up on the railing which she used to push herself back and forth in the rocking chair. In her lap was a bowl of cherries and she munched away on them, humming a bit to herself.
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"Er, oh," he said, blushing a little. How was he supposed to answer without her realizing? "What's it about?"
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She dogeared her page and scooted over so he could sit and read the cover.
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That's why I'm reading the book, Jack."
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Red laughed. "You can wash up later"
... "Unless you're uncomfortable."
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