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she fell in love in the first place
For the life of me, I cannot remember What made us think that we were wise And we'd never compromise For the life of me, I cannot believe We'd ever die for these sins We were merely freshmen |
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For the life of me, I cannot remember What made us think that we were wise And we'd never compromise For the life of me, I cannot believe We'd ever die for these sins We were merely freshmen |
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All in all, it'd been a good night. His daughter had fun--enough that she wasn't pouting after going, like she originally claimed she would be--and he got a night off, and really, that was all you could ever ask for. ]
Hella sorry. Although, to be totally fair, I've been doing it to her since she was eight. [ Anita's always been his angel, period. ] Did you and Grace have a good night?
[ And there's more to that question than originally meets the eye--he's got a soft spot for Grace, too. ]
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She grins at the photos as he shuffles through them, particularly enjoying the one of Anita and Lis with Derek.]
Derek looks like he lucked out in the date department that night. A girl on each arm, huh? Our poor kids, having to live in the age of tech-savvy parents. I'm sure they'll find ways to use it to get right back at us, though. Tagging Facebook pics goes both ways.
[Her expression softens as she nods in reply, appreciating the concern. She knows there's more to the question than what's actually been said, but she's always grateful that he manages to be tactful about it. She can handle a little bluntness, but they've all been making an effort to be delicate with handling Grace. It had been a rough couple of years for the Swan and Hatter family, and Grace had taken their loss the hardest.]
We did. I tried to convince her to go and have fun, but she just wasn't feeling it. We stayed in and made dinner together and watched some old favorites, had a movie night. I think it was good for her. Henry went to a friend's, so we got to have a girls' night.