Had, in their own way, maintained it even in those eight years 'apart,' Edgar's hands reaching to clutch at his best friend's shoulder and falling completely through, separated by a plane of existence he didn't bother trying to understand. It makes him wonder, sometimes, what will happen when--hopefully years from now--the girls join them here as well.
Until then, he'll pull his face into a slight wrinkle, one his daughter mimics without really remembering where the expression came from.
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Date: 2012-10-27 04:46 am (UTC)Until then, he'll pull his face into a slight wrinkle, one his daughter mimics without really remembering where the expression came from.
"Can't let me have even a little bit of glory."