It was probably very good advice, but Julianna couldn't bring herself to heed it. If she didn't take a risk, nothing would change. The worst thing a person could ever have was regrets. As much as losing Allison had hurt, she didn't - couldn't - regret befriending her. Possibly that was part of the reason she hadn't put it behind her after all this time.
"I appreciate your concern, Gerald," she said with a warm smile. "And I'm not planning to be foolish about this. Someone told me that it's not my place to make decisions for other people, and I'm trying to take that to heart."
The food arrived, brought to the table on a wheeled cart, and the Watcher unwrapped her cutlery and put the cloth napkin in her lap. She'd ordered the fettucine alfredo with shrimp, but only because they couldn't serve a rare enough steak for her liking. But pasta was a fine substitute.
"So." The waiter had departed, leaving them to their dinners. "Enough about me. I'd like to hear about you. How are things on your end?"
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Re: Dinner discussion
on 2013-12-20 11:24 pm (UTC)"I appreciate your concern, Gerald," she said with a warm smile. "And I'm not planning to be foolish about this. Someone told me that it's not my place to make decisions for other people, and I'm trying to take that to heart."
The food arrived, brought to the table on a wheeled cart, and the Watcher unwrapped her cutlery and put the cloth napkin in her lap. She'd ordered the fettucine alfredo with shrimp, but only because they couldn't serve a rare enough steak for her liking. But pasta was a fine substitute.
"So." The waiter had departed, leaving them to their dinners. "Enough about me. I'd like to hear about you. How are things on your end?"