"It doesn't make sense out there, Harry," she says. Tears are in her eyes, and it's really starting to hit him now. How many more times will she say his name, exotic and mysterious-sounding in her accent?
(And not, some dark shadow in his heart whispers, the hiccupping shadow of these... things?)
"Josie." He can't ask her to say. He can't--what can he say.
"It's so hard to understand that place," she whispers. "I'm so tired."
That's what he can say. "So go." It's tender, and it's mournful, and it's...
perfect courage. He has to let her go.
He loves her, after all. What else does he need to know?
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Date: 2007-02-02 03:52 am (UTC)And Josie's lips twitch.
"Josie," Harry says.
"It doesn't make sense out there, Harry," she says. Tears are in her eyes, and it's really starting to hit him now. How many more times will she say his name, exotic and mysterious-sounding in her accent?
(And not, some dark shadow in his heart whispers, the hiccupping shadow of these... things?)
"Josie." He can't ask her to say. He can't--what can he say.
"It's so hard to understand that place," she whispers. "I'm so tired."
That's what he can say. "So go." It's tender, and it's mournful, and it's...
perfect courage. He has to let her go.
He loves her, after all. What else does he need to know?