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Jan. 4th, 2009 09:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bannion_sightThey'd stayed up late that night. Enough so that Kim overslept a little the next morning, and had to scramble to have the clinic open at nine.
(There'd been time for coffee, of course, and even a bit of chatter over breakfast, but without even discussing it, both of them had silently agreed to leave any significant conversations for later.)
But now she's headed home again, and Kim finds that she's smiling to herself as she walks up the path toward the house.
(There'd been time for coffee, of course, and even a bit of chatter over breakfast, but without even discussing it, both of them had silently agreed to leave any significant conversations for later.)
But now she's headed home again, and Kim finds that she's smiling to herself as she walks up the path toward the house.
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Date: 2009-01-11 05:27 am (UTC)"Maybe it is."
A beat.
"So... I guess we'll see how things go?"
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Date: 2009-01-11 06:05 am (UTC)It's a dumb, dumb plan, but somehow - stupidly, maybe; idiotically, he would have once said - he can't shake the feeling that no matter what . . . it's all going to be pretty much okay.
"And - well, we've got a week, right?"
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Date: 2009-01-11 06:20 am (UTC)Kim takes a couple of steps away from the stove and goes up on tiptoe to give him a quick kiss.
"So we'll just have to make the most of it, won't we?"
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Date: 2009-01-11 06:24 am (UTC)Grinning like an idiot: "That plan works for me."