ext_934189: (A drink and a meal... perfect way to end)
http://tehoniongirl.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] tehoniongirl.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] simplestgift 2011-07-06 07:34 pm (UTC)

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We fortunate few.

[it's an idle murmur, not quite the correct quote...but more apt than the original. Because they were not a happy band, with all they'd faced, but they were fortunate indeed.

For all that Archie restrains himself from questioning, it's with his comfort in mind that she searches his face. He'd shared so much while she stayed silent behind her careful walls. It was acceptable. There was nothing written that said they had to bare themselves entirely as a fair exchange...but he'd started this looking for understanding. It was something he had, beyond a doubt, but that did little good if he didn't know.]


I wish you could meet Angel. [the words slip out before she's really decided, still unsure where this might lead. She just knows it will lead somewhere] Protecting people is what she did...does. We called her the Grasso Street Angel.

[there's a small smile at that. It might have been just a coincidental nickname, but in the end there was no denying that Angelina Marceau lived up to it in every way]

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