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Date Posted: 08.13
Author: Gia
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Skeeter 's message, "inside" on 08.13

(Her watery gaze searched his face and she sighed, knowing that he was right.. it was much too early to throw the towel in and start laying blame on herself. Besides, laying blame would not change anything that might be wrong with their son.. it would only add to the issue. Still, it took her a moment to get herself together, because, well, she was upset. It helped her immensely that Bambi was there and knew that she was upset, because the big dogs soft kisses against her hand were distracting her. She rubbed her other hand against her face and nodded.) I know.. its just hard to be calm and content when our little boy is in pain. (She said softly, the corner of her lips tucking between her teath as she looked at Skeeter. He was so strong, so commanding, that she found it hard to not obey whatever he said - even when he was telling her to relax a little. Her traitorous stomach growled at the idea of food and she nodded, getting slowly to her feet to head into the kitchen to get herself a glass of water as he ordered their pizza.) Nothing spicy. (She said softly as he picked up the phone, and reached up to pull a glass down from the cabinet. All she could think about was the last time she had put a needle in her arm, and for a moment she just stood there, her hands on the counter and her gaze unfocused. The desperate addiction clawed at her for a moment, reminding her of just how strong that chokehold had been.. and the price of that addiction could be the comfort of her child. Mechanically, she forced herself to fill the glass and drink. She drained it twice before refilling it a third time and standing there to gaze out the window, listening to Skeeters quiet voice as he ordered their dinner. Would he take Ryan from her if it was proven that she had harmed him? Would he look at her again as he had looked at her in the rehab clinic? With disgust and contempt? She wouldn't blame him in the least if he did.)

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