i broke every law the minute i saw your face.
October is halfway over. It seems hard to believe because this month has been moving at a snail pace. In any case, this one's for you empressearwig. I promise that fic is coming soon as is our date, but for now I hope this tides you over!
Ephram: You know, after my mom died. Everybody told me that I was going to be okay. That it would take a little time but I'd heal. That didn't really happen. Not really. What you are feeling right now, Amy. It doesn't ever really go away. Not completely. It's not like you're going to, you know, you're going back to be the person you were like before they died. The person's gone. It's more like... something inside of you breaks and your body finds a way to compensate for it. Like if you busted your right hand, you figure out how to use the left one. And sure, you might resist for a while because you get pissed off but... You have to learn all this stuff again that no one else does. Eventually your body takes over and it figures it out for you and you're glad. Because if it were up to you, you, you'd just... look at your busted hand forever. Trying to figure out what it was like before. Well.
Amy: I wish he wasn't your father, Ephram. I wish I didn't have to think of him every time I talk to you.
Ephram: Sometimes I wish he wasn't my father too. Believe me. I do. I mean, he's a good person, Amy. And he knows what you're going through.
Amy: If you're asking me to forgive him, I can't do that. I'm sorry.
Ephram: So what happens now? With us?
Amy: We're friends, Ephram. Let's just leave it at that, okay?
Ephram: Okay, sure. I'll see you at school.
Amy: See you at school.
- Everwood, "The Last of Summer"