And that hits something, like an underwater mine, that together with the mention of no Jarod, has her carefully putting the wineglass down, at least for a minute. "Oh. Wow."
Parker thought, then vehemently shook her head, and said, "Not my ambition, to be that lonely. As much as I still want to kill him some bad days, and that stupid better-loved-than-lost thing is still a crock... I can't imagine a me without a Jarod." She picked up the wineglass, and muttered, "I can imagine having no friends too easily, and that's scary enough."
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Date: 2007-02-13 06:39 am (UTC)Parker thought, then vehemently shook her head, and said, "Not my ambition, to be that lonely. As much as I still want to kill him some bad days, and that stupid better-loved-than-lost thing is still a crock... I can't imagine a me without a Jarod." She picked up the wineglass, and muttered, "I can imagine having no friends too easily, and that's scary enough."