Love Sick
; I can't even if I tried." When his expression remained impassive, except for the stiff movement of his neck in a nod, I added, "and I guess that's what I wanted to say." "Okay," he said simply. "Thanks. I really appreciate it." Kill me! He really appreciates? Was this what it was like to get rejected like a four-days-old banana peel? Was this what Hawk felt that night? Right now, I sure understood what people meant when they talked about feeling their heart chipping away. "Yeah." And managing a small smile, I added, "well, I'd just go now." And I really did go – each step seeming harder to take than the last, with my thoughts running towards different directions. But one thought in p
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