Moore Money, Moore Problems - Chapter Twelve and Thirteen

Jun 08, 2014 16:06


Chapter Twelve

FNF #77: "A crowded room and friends with tired eyes; I'm hiding from you and your soul of eyes; My God, I thought you were someone to rely on; Me, I guess I was a shoulder to cry on; A face on a lover with a fire in his heart; A girl on a cover but you tore her apart; Maybe this year; Maybe this year I'll give it to someone special" ~ Taylor Swift.

Twelve days.

It had been twelve days since he had kissed Elizabeth, since he had put himself and his feelings out there, and she had yet to say one, single word to him in reaction to his less than fully thought out gesture.

Okay, so maybe a kiss wasn't exactly a declaration of love, Jason could admit that, but it sure as hell was more than what Elizabeth had given him so far in their marriage. And, yes, they were married because of a plan, because of something that amounted to no more than a marriage of convenience. But how could Elizabeth not know how he felt? He had never liked any of her past boyfriends, he'd been single - not celibate but single - since he had met her, and she had to know him well enough by now to realize that sticking it the Quartermaines and securing a steady stream of funding for the orphanage he grew up in were not reasons enough for Jason to get married.

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Chapter Thirteen

FNF #79: “It's better this way, I say; Having seen this place before; Where everything we say and do; Hurts us all the more; It's just that we stayed too long; In the same old sickly skin; I'm pulled down by the undertow; I never thought I could feel so low; And oh darkness I feel like letting go; If all of the strength and all of the courage; Come and lift me from this place; I know I could love you much better than this; Full of grace; I know I can love you much better than this; It's better this way.” ~ “Full of Grace” by Sarah McLachlan

“So, where does this go?”

“Uh... to the other side.”

“Not the bridge,” Elizabeth laughed, playfully attempting - and failing - to shove him away. They were standing side by side, looking down into the gorge below. “The water. It's a creek, right?”

“Actually, it doesn't sound like much all the way up here, but it's actually a small river, one of the many that eventually lead into the harbor. It's not too wide, but it's pretty deep. It works its way all around the property, too, so there are a lot of twists and turns which means, after a heavy rain, it even gets a few rapids.”

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