But there was absolutely no doubt in Andrew's mind that Edgar had-- it just hadn't been something expressed as openly, even in the moments when he'd thought he was alone.
Although there had been hints of it, when he'd been standing at his best friend's grave once or twice over the years. When he had hoped aloud that Edgar approved of all he had done in Eileen's life, in Argine's. The choices he had made or hadn't, the guilts that would rest quietly on his soul.
"Hm. We'll see. We've time, after all."
They've forever, really, to work out the emotions and say all that needs to be said. No more missed chances, here.
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Date: 2012-10-27 07:33 am (UTC)Although there had been hints of it, when he'd been standing at his best friend's grave once or twice over the years. When he had hoped aloud that Edgar approved of all he had done in Eileen's life, in Argine's. The choices he had made or hadn't, the guilts that would rest quietly on his soul.
"Hm. We'll see. We've time, after all."
They've forever, really, to work out the emotions and say all that needs to be said. No more missed chances, here.