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Bent:-I blow on my nails to dry them.- You did a very good job honey.
Thomas:-I chew my lip.- I'm just upset about the miscarriage alright? It isn't a big deal.
Thomas:-I flop backwards on the bed.- I already know what I'm wearing.
Bent:-I smile down at your nails.- You're pretty good at this.
Thomas:-I turn to look at you.- I want to take you out, go get ready. -The pain in my eyes was almost unbearable from trying to hold back tears.-
Bent:Alright, just keep it on my nails.
Thomas:-I grit my teeth and try not to yell.- I SAID. I don't want to talk. Go get ready so we can go.
Bent:You picked pink? Oh boy..
Bent:Kinny. Take it easy alright?
Thomas:-I look anywhere but your eyes.- I just don't want to talk alright?
Bent:-I smile slightly.- When do you want to paint my nails?
Thomas:-I look away.- I don't want to talk right now.
Thomas:-I look away, tears coming to my eyes. I nod not trusting my voice and lead the horse into the barn.-
Bent:But still! -I stick a whole cookie in my mouth.-
Bent:-I hold the cup in my hand like I normally would, completely covering my cup.- It's tiny!
Thomas:-I slide off and tank the reins. Not saying much.-
Bent:-I chew my lip.- This cup is too little for my hand,
Thomas:-I lean my forehead against your shoulder.- I love you too.
Bent:Please and thank you Kinny!
Thomas:-I wrap my arms around you and heel the horse into a gallop.-
Bent:Bentty and Kinny are having some teaaaa...-I sang along.-
Thomas:-I swing up behind you on the horse.-
Thomas:-I grit my teeth.- Dinner and the drive in then?
Bent:-I bump the fridge closed and take you back to your room.-
Thomas:It's up to you love.
Bent:-I grab it.- Anything else?
Thomas:Do you want dinner and the drive in? Or movie and shopping? Or clubbing? -I almost spat the last word out.-
Bent:-I chuckle and shift you to my hip, opening the fridge.-
Thomas:-I chew my lip.- It's up to you. I'd love to take you out but if you think it's too soon...
Bent:-I scoop you up and carry you to the kitchen.-
Bent:Cookiiiiiiies! -I chuckle lightly.- Can I have some tea please?
Thomas:I don't remember the last time I cried. I was young.
Bent:-I smile.- It is pretty like mommy.
Thomas:-I commit the scene to memory. I'd have my niece paint it later. I climbed off the horse and tied the reins around a branch. I came over and sat beside you.- I'm sorry.
Bent:Hey! I'm a guy, I don't know this stuff!
Thomas:It's alright. I promise you. -I blink away tears.- We can always have more kids. It's okay.
Bent:-I chew my lip.- How do I wear it?
Thomas:-I bite my lip and dry my eyes.-It'll be alright.
Bent:-I chuckle and follow you to your room, sitting down at the little wooden table.-
Thomas:-I press my face into the crook of your neck and let the tears roll.- Please tell me your lying to me.
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