This comes out of nowhere.
Yesterday there was nothing, and today there is something.
In the Northeast, where she used to be, where she belonged, fall comes one day with the flip of a switch. Yesterday there was sun and today there is a damp wind and the smell of rain with leaves dancing all around the sky.
In Colorado, in the study
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You've got Britta's voice down so well. The not thinking quite clearly, the angsting and refusing to angst, the dependence and refusing to be dependent, the trying and trying and still somehow missing even though she doesn't really have to shoot anymore.
It's so real and amazing. :) I absolutely love it. Can't wait to read part two. Which I'm going to do now.
--Beth.
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