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[pennywaits]

I hate this place.

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[oinopos]

I-

I don't know what to say.

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[pennywaits]

I..don't either. All I can do is apologize.

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[oinopos]

Please do not apologise, Penelope. Please. I cannot even bring myself to say that we were played for fools because I never felt foolish with you and the boys [gone]. Not once and not since.

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[pennywaits]

Foolish would never be the right word. Nothing that felt that natural could ever be described as such.

It was cruel.

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[oinopos]

Yes. To have had that taken away from us is desperately cruel.

If it is not - I do not -

My difficulty now is that I fear I shall speak too familiarly with you. I was happy, though. That much I must tell you.

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[pennywaits]

It is not the first time I have had that sort of happiness taken from me. It is the first time I have had my children taken though.

I don't think the hurt is going to stop.

Please. Don't worry about such a thing. After sharing such an experience, I do not think it will be possible for you to do so.

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[oinopos]

I would like to see you, Penelope, but I don't want to be too forward when, I suppose, we scarcely know each other now.

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[pennywaits]

I..I think I would like that. Because I think I miss you? Well...what was you. What I remember of you?

I'm sorry. I shouldn't be saying this. I'm putting a lot of pressure on you by doing so.

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[oinopos]

I think that neither of us can be putting pressure on the other if we both want this. I want to see you. When can I come?

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[pennywaits]

Is ten too late?

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[oinopos]

I'll see you at ten.