The Gates' kitchen, Sydney
Dec. 11th, 2006 11:59 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lyndawithay*enters kitchen, dressed in her best Victorian housewife ensemble, to keep her appointment with Jack, and sits at the table*
All right, here I am. Let's talk.
Why did Arthur contact you? How did you know about my suicide?
And how can you possibly help me?
All right, here I am. Let's talk.
Why did Arthur contact you? How did you know about my suicide?
And how can you possibly help me?
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Date: 2006-12-14 08:42 pm (UTC)Did you...hope that we would?
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Date: 2006-12-14 08:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-12-14 09:02 pm (UTC)It's all right. Really, it's all right.
*kisses you, slow and lingering*
*pulls away and idly strokes your hair, looking into your eyes*
Oh, I'm sorry, Jack. You probably want to sit down.
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Date: 2006-12-17 11:32 pm (UTC)*sits down and pulls you into his lap*
Somehow I don't think I'm being real helpful when it comes to fixing up your marriage.
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Date: 2006-12-18 03:46 am (UTC)No, actually, I think you have been...
I've just realised a few things, thanks to you.