"Taffy?" I say softly. "It's Astra." I hate to invade her privacy, but if I have to, I'll 'port in. Don't think I won't. Sometimes you need a friend whether you want to admit it or not.
Okay, then. She may be miffed with me at first, but she sounds all kinds of wrong. What kind of a friend would I be if I just turned around and left? I 'port into her apartment, where everything is dark and utterly silent. Quietly, I wander through the open bedroom door and see her sitting on the floor, in the corner. In the dark.
I can barely see her, and I can't make out the expression on her face. "Taffy?" I say, very softly.
Right now, I very much wish I were a vengeance demon for women instead of men, because I really want to hurt whoever's caused this. There's something seriously wrong... it doesn't take a super genius to realize that.
I sit down beside her in the dark, pulling my knees up to my chest. "No, honey, I can't come back later, because I'm your friend and there's something terribly wrong here." I keep my voice soft and soothing. "You don't have to deal with it by yourself... whatever it is."
It's hard to sit and listen to her cry like that. I reach over and pet her hair, just for a few seconds, not wanting to invade her personal space too much. "They," I say. Okay, this has to be related to Jordan and Stefan's strange behavior. And who else in town is she close enough to to cry over like this? I wait to see if she's going to elaborate or if I need to ask leading questions.
I try to hide my surprise from her. They'd been dating for months, and they just now--? 'Course, everyone doesn't go at it like crazed weasels on the first date like Willy and I did.
"Let's think about this a second," I say. "So you made love, and right afterward how did he act?"
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I can barely see her, and I can't make out the expression on her face. "Taffy?" I say, very softly.
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I sit down beside her in the dark, pulling my knees up to my chest. "No, honey, I can't come back later, because I'm your friend and there's something terribly wrong here." I keep my voice soft and soothing. "You don't have to deal with it by yourself... whatever it is."
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"Let's think about this a second," I say. "So you made love, and right afterward how did he act?"
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