Hah. It is. And yet... there is something so simple about it, all the same.
[At the very bottom of it all, love is singular, and to Andrew, that makes it simple. It's everything else that's complicated because love spills out into everything.]
We really only spoke like this once before. We both keep to ourselves like that. [The other times had been a little more guarded, a little more circling. She'd told them not to make her gifts.]
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She can't help but laugh.]
Hah. It is. And yet... there is something so simple about it, all the same.
[At the very bottom of it all, love is singular, and to Andrew, that makes it simple. It's everything else that's complicated because love spills out into everything.]
We really only spoke like this once before. We both keep to ourselves like that. [The other times had been a little more guarded, a little more circling. She'd told them not to make her gifts.]