[He remembers a shoe sailing through the air and the look of indignation the moment before it melted into surprise. The retributive kick to her kidnapper. The notches in a post from where she'd been struggling even before the rest of them knew she was ever in trouble. ...The fire in her eyes when she suspected what Carl had been doing, and again when it was confirmed. Sweet as she was, her determination was something to be feared and not just admired. That's Imelda. The tender look he'd gotten from the woman, however briefly, was enough to tell him it wasn't just that that made her impressive.
Whatever was left of his smile after the memory of Raven fades as he sighs.]
Yeah.
[But he did lose her. He wasn't sure how to find her like he said he would, or how she was ever supposed to find him. If he managed to get back to her, what about Oscar and Sylvia? He might even miss Darcy a little. About the same amount she could respect his personal space.
Cliff can't help but to wonder if, despite choosing him and saying what she'd said, that's how it had been for his mom before he ruined things. Twice.]
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[He remembers a shoe sailing through the air and the look of indignation the moment before it melted into surprise. The retributive kick to her kidnapper. The notches in a post from where she'd been struggling even before the rest of them knew she was ever in trouble. ...The fire in her eyes when she suspected what Carl had been doing, and again when it was confirmed. Sweet as she was, her determination was something to be feared and not just admired. That's Imelda. The tender look he'd gotten from the woman, however briefly, was enough to tell him it wasn't just that that made her impressive.
Whatever was left of his smile after the memory of Raven fades as he sighs.]
Yeah.
[But he did lose her. He wasn't sure how to find her like he said he would, or how she was ever supposed to find him. If he managed to get back to her, what about Oscar and Sylvia? He might even miss Darcy a little. About the same amount she could respect his personal space.
Cliff can't help but to wonder if, despite choosing him and saying what she'd said, that's how it had been for his mom before he ruined things. Twice.]
Can't believe I don't have either of my phones.