[Andrew freezes. She can't think of a hug she's ever received that hasn't come from Herta. Her hands come up and hover over his shoulder blades before they finally do close down.
His death should not have happened, and neither should so many other things.]
I was meant to... [Mind the living, to the best of her abilities as a stuffed capybara. That caused had done "a lot of heavy lifting," she'd sarcastically acknowledged at the time. Now she understands it. Oh, she loathes Ish terribly, suddenly. The hatred has been all over the place. He had to have known already. The dragon -
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His death should not have happened, and neither should so many other things.]
I was meant to... [Mind the living, to the best of her abilities as a stuffed capybara. That caused had done "a lot of heavy lifting," she'd sarcastically acknowledged at the time. Now she understands it. Oh, she loathes Ish terribly, suddenly. The hatred has been all over the place. He had to have known already. The dragon -
No, she can't let her mind spin down that way.]
Please forgive me.