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Date Posted: Sat, Sep 16 2006, 12:29pm PDT
Author: Ash
Subject: She let out a soft breath, thinking over his question for a moment before she spoke. "I am...alright." She stated softly, her eyes moving to him at the moment he looked back to his drink. "I am seeing that Psycholigst, the hospital recommend..it's hard, being there at the apartment, so many memories and stuff...but my dad's been coming over a lot so I am not all by myself and that helps a little bit." She shrugged a little, people had been really supportive since it all happened, especially for the first week and a half when she felt like her heart had shattered and she couldn't breathe ever, she had just locked herself in her room to grieve then.
In reply to: Marcus Banks 's message, "
Running down corridors, through automatic doors,
Got to get to you, got to see this through,
I see hope disappear in a plastic box,
I've seen christmas lights reflect in your eyes.
" on Sat, Sep 16 2006, 11:31am PDT


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  • He nodded in understanding. The funeral had been awful... everyone had been devistated, and seeing her tiny coffin being lowered into the ground had damn near killed him. They'd had a stone put on her grave a few weeks ago, and that had helped a little, and he seemed to pass by that way every day or so, making sure she was still save and leaving a daisy for her on the nicer days. "Is it helping? The phsyc?" He asked, "they're making me see one at work... wont let me come back till he gives me a clear bill of mental compitence or something..." He smirked a touch, bringing the glass to his nose to smell at it, before setting it down. His thumb still playing over the soft flesh of her hand idly, drawing comfort from her. He knew his mom had been round to see Ash a few times, cleared the air and appologised for her behaviour, taken her some food and such- his mom always seemed to see sence when it was too late. (NT) -- Marc, Sat, Sep 16 2006, 12:39pm PDT
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