I'm joining in the chorus of sobbing. I love how Ray takes care of Fraser.
His sentiment, so in concert with my own, makes my throat close over and I slide my arms around his waist, pressing my face into his belly and muttering, “Miss you.”
“Freak.” His voice is as gentle as the fingers in my hair.
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Date: 2003-07-29 12:19 am (UTC)His sentiment, so in concert with my own, makes my throat close over and I slide my arms around his waist, pressing my face into his belly and muttering, “Miss you.”
“Freak.” His voice is as gentle as the fingers in my hair.
'scuse me while I sniffle some more.