There's a smile on her lips as sleep starts to blacken the edges of consciousness. Maybe, just maybe, the picture of Tommy surrounded by fire can be replaced with him laughing, talking, joking around — rescuing kittens. It certainly helps put her at ease, knowing there are good days, knowing that he has friends whom he trusts.
Her head falls heavy against his shoulder; her breathing grows shallow. She's holding on to consciousness if only because it's polite, and because she doesn't want him to stop talking.
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There's a smile on her lips as sleep starts to blacken the edges of consciousness. Maybe, just maybe, the picture of Tommy surrounded by fire can be replaced with him laughing, talking, joking around — rescuing kittens. It certainly helps put her at ease, knowing there are good days, knowing that he has friends whom he trusts.
Her head falls heavy against his shoulder; her breathing grows shallow. She's holding on to consciousness if only because it's polite, and because she doesn't want him to stop talking.
Her fingers twitch against his heart.