Nov 24, 2009 12:58
Fiona was having a little trouble concentrating. Lately, everything had just felt... well, it'd felt mind-numbingly normal. As if there was something she was missing, something she should be doing.
Something that might be cooking off the island, back home. Eliot had told her that she was overreacting, that she just wasn't used to boring old normality like they'd had for 15 years of their lives.
She'd told him she'd call him tomorrow.
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