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Post by Luna on Apr 21, 2012 22:56:44 GMT -5
I nodded and took the phone from her, selecting Michael's number. He answered at once. "Sweetheart? Are you okay? Where are you?" I had to smile; same old Michael. "She's fine, Mike," I said. There was a short silence, then: "You're not hurting her?" "No. I'm myself. But she does need you." He didn't hesitate. "Where are you?" "Down the street, around the corner. Second on the right." "I'll be there. Gabriel - " "What?" "I'm sorry." "For...?" "For Angel." "Not your fault." He sighed softly, then said softly, "I'll be there soon." "Will do." I hung up and raised an eyebrow at Venus. "You really must break him of that dreadful martyrdom."
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Post by jlcgurl on Apr 23, 2012 22:44:02 GMT -5
"How do you expect me to do that?" I muttered softly.
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Post by Luna on Apr 24, 2012 6:13:18 GMT -5
"Don't know. Somehow." I gave her an offhanded grin.
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