"Yeah, well." Rhiannon's eyebrows arched. "This time around, I didn't go to Catholic school." She avoided looking at him for fear she'd either blush or burst out laughing; she had no idea which way it would go. Instead, she grew her legs up to her torso and draped her arms over them. Who knew what fragments of this life would carry over into the next?
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ninetydegrees
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on 2013-12-21 09:36 pm (UTC)