[her voice is no less soft, but a little stronger than it was with this request. let her help, and create something out of love, not pain. to bring laughter into their voice, that warmth that meant they were smiling. it was something to do instead of feeling helpless, lost in the cold. walking out into a blizzard full of things unspoken.]
We can make a big book of happiness, and when they return, we'll put a bow on it and hand it over.
[and here, she falters, loses her footing, turns her face so it can hide a little in his hair. falling to almost a whisper.]
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[her voice is no less soft, but a little stronger than it was with this request. let her help, and create something out of love, not pain. to bring laughter into their voice, that warmth that meant they were smiling. it was something to do instead of feeling helpless, lost in the cold. walking out into a blizzard full of things unspoken.]
We can make a big book of happiness, and when they return, we'll put a bow on it and hand it over.
[and here, she falters, loses her footing, turns her face so it can hide a little in his hair. falling to almost a whisper.]
I just...hope that day is soon.