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fic ][ and the reason is you
Jul. 3rd, 2011 12:47 pm{This is where Claire began. Posting it here just because.}
Claire lay in the small twin bed beside her daughter, because cramped as it was they had to share. She faced her daughter's back and her fingers ran lightly through Gillian's dark locks and down against her back. It was a slow, repetitive motion meant to soothe not only Gillian, but Claire are well. How long had it been since they'd had a moment like this one? It wasn't often, that was for sure.
Claire could hear Gillian's soft breathing, and knew the nine year old was still awake. They lay quietly, both watching the streetlamp out the window, lost in their own thoughts. Just when Claire thought Gillian might be drifting off, she spoke up quietly.
“Mommy?”
“Yes, love?”
“Why does Uncle Iain call you Red?”
Claire's eyes dropped shut and her lips curled up in the corners. Her little brother Iain was asleep in the next room over after providing a very entertaining dinner to the two girls. Everything was entertaining with Iain and his clownish behavior. “Mmm, suppose he always has,” Claire replied in a murmur.
( .... )
Claire lay in the small twin bed beside her daughter, because cramped as it was they had to share. She faced her daughter's back and her fingers ran lightly through Gillian's dark locks and down against her back. It was a slow, repetitive motion meant to soothe not only Gillian, but Claire are well. How long had it been since they'd had a moment like this one? It wasn't often, that was for sure.
Claire could hear Gillian's soft breathing, and knew the nine year old was still awake. They lay quietly, both watching the streetlamp out the window, lost in their own thoughts. Just when Claire thought Gillian might be drifting off, she spoke up quietly.
“Mommy?”
“Yes, love?”
“Why does Uncle Iain call you Red?”
Claire's eyes dropped shut and her lips curled up in the corners. Her little brother Iain was asleep in the next room over after providing a very entertaining dinner to the two girls. Everything was entertaining with Iain and his clownish behavior. “Mmm, suppose he always has,” Claire replied in a murmur.
( .... )
