![]() ![]() ![]() She was sitting on her bed looking down at her tightly clasped hands. turned and walked off.Īfter a beat of hesitation, he followed her to her room. Everything I said about how I feel about you is true,” he said. “We’re going to be okay, too.” He paused, hesitated really, which he rarely did, but he was feeling way out of his league. She gave him a bad moment when she hesitated, but she did eventually step aside and gesture him in. He tried to see past her, but she was blocking his way in. “What were you going to write?” she asked. It had a heart on the front but was blank on the inside because he’d forgotten to sign it. Kate opened the door looking a little harried in faded jeans, a long-sleeved T-shirt that he was pretty sure was his, and bare feet. He’d added a card to the bag and hoped for the best. He knocked on Kate’s door armed with what he hoped was an irresistible bribe. It took him another few days, but Grif figured out what he had to do. life.Īnd now that life didn’t work without her in it. She’d picked him, and then she’d added color to the black and white that was his world. Ah, who the hell was he kidding? He hadn’t been smart enough to pick her. ![]()
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