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Dec. 1st, 2011 02:44 am[Continued from here.]
Carla Jean falters only for a moment, swallowing hard as she glances down the road. When she's working blind, without the first idea of where it is she's supposed to be going, one direction seems as good as any other, but they might as well start off with a plan, do something a little more than wandering aimlessly, or at least not waste time being too indecisive about it. It's enough that he's offered to go with her at all without her keeping him out here longer than is necessary; she'd tell him that he doesn't have to go with her at all, except she thinks it might be better this way. They'll see each other through it. That way, they won't be on their own.
"This way, I think," she says with more certainty than she feels, gesturing in a direction she hasn't gone yet with her free hand, the one not at Harley's side. "And thanks. For... offerin' to go with me, and all."
Carla Jean falters only for a moment, swallowing hard as she glances down the road. When she's working blind, without the first idea of where it is she's supposed to be going, one direction seems as good as any other, but they might as well start off with a plan, do something a little more than wandering aimlessly, or at least not waste time being too indecisive about it. It's enough that he's offered to go with her at all without her keeping him out here longer than is necessary; she'd tell him that he doesn't have to go with her at all, except she thinks it might be better this way. They'll see each other through it. That way, they won't be on their own.
"This way, I think," she says with more certainty than she feels, gesturing in a direction she hasn't gone yet with her free hand, the one not at Harley's side. "And thanks. For... offerin' to go with me, and all."
