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Of all the things I've lost

Jan 04, 2011 16:08

There were things that just couldn't be helped. Things that were just beyond control. Savannah had been doing a tremendous job of keeping her spirits up since she'd arrived here but she could tell that in the past few weeks things had started to unravel ( Read more... )

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rhymingdevil January 6 2011, 11:32:28 UTC

I didn't drink coffee as much as some people but I had gotten it in my head to get some this morning. Savannah was there, which didn't surprise me that much considering she loved the stuff, but she looked a little more down than usual.

I touched her arm lightly and frowned, trying to figure out what, exactly, was wrong.

"Something happen, Savannah?"

seeyousoonthen January 6 2011, 18:23:59 UTC

"Yes," she replied simply. She had no sparkle and no life to her, everything was just so cold and bad that she couldn't even manage a smile.

"I found something and it just made me more homesick than ever,"Savannah added. "Oh, Peter, I miss home."

rhymingdevil January 7 2011, 02:39:23 UTC

I didn't really know what she needed at the moment but I touched her hand again and slid my own up and cupped her shoulder lightly.

"I'm sorry. Is there anything I can do?"

seeyousoonthen January 7 2011, 02:40:57 UTC

She threw her arms around his neck and twisted to face him so she could bury her face against his shoulder. She shook her head but that was her only answer as she began to sob again.

rhymingdevil January 7 2011, 03:00:23 UTC

I stroked her hair lightly and held her, trying my best to offer what comfort I could. I didn't want to see Savannah crying and I didn't know what had started it, other than homesickness, but I wanted to make it better.

I guess it had never hit me that unlike me, who had nothing to go back to, some people had a home they loved.

seeyousoonthen January 7 2011, 03:21:22 UTC

It took her a bit before she could pull herself together and let him go. She immediately wiped her eyes with the heel of her hand.

"I'm sorry, Peter. I'm just a mess today. I'm real sorry."

Sorry and sad, that was her. She didn't even know what to do with herself, which was a terrible way to be.

rhymingdevil January 7 2011, 03:31:53 UTC

"You don't ever have to apologize to me," I told her, reaching my hand up and brushing against her cheek a little. "I forget sometimes that most people have a home they miss and love. I didn't really leave anything behind."

seeyousoonthen January 7 2011, 03:40:14 UTC

"That's so sad, Peter. I can't imagine not having a home that I love," she said. She felt like she couldn't smile,maybe ever again, but she forced herself to turn up the corners of her mouth. "I wish I could take you home to mama and daddy. They'd like you, I'm sure."

rhymingdevil January 8 2011, 12:22:27 UTC

"That'd be nice," I mused, wondering just how different her family would be from mine. I didn't have a bad family--it was the usual Mom, Dad and Brother units--but Jeff had always been content to do his own thing and Mom and Dad had only really been interested in me when I was giving them some reflected glory.

Not bad, no, but not...affectionate.

"Tell me about them?"

seeyousoonthen January 8 2011, 18:01:01 UTC

"well, it's just mama and daddy and me. I'm an only child. Daddy teaches at the high school and coaches volleyball and mama does a lot of volunteer work. Now that I'm in college and she's not the head of the PTA anymore, she's doing more community and church things," Savannah said. "I talk...talked to them three or four times a week and every break I'd go home and just be with them. They love me a lot and I love them, too. And I just...miss them so much."

rhymingdevil January 8 2011, 19:52:31 UTC

One of the things I was rapidly learning about Savannah was that she was just...wholesome. She was a girl who wanted to help kids, play music and spend time with "Mama and Daddy" without an ounce of manipulation in her whole body.

I wished I could be a person like that, but I had a long way to go.

"That is...so incredibly different from my life. My dad worked all the time and my mom was sort of a social butterfly. We didn't do the whole family time thing."

seeyousoonthen January 8 2011, 20:00:18 UTC

"Really? Tell me about your family," she said softly. Even down, Savannah was still herself and she couldn't help but ask for more about Peter. She loved knowing everything she could about other people.

rhymingdevil January 8 2011, 20:23:35 UTC

"Mom, Dad and younger brother," I said, not thinking it was anything special. "My dad is an executive with a software company and my mom stays at home and does...whatever she wants, really. My brother is a moody bastard and then there's me."

seeyousoonthen January 8 2011, 20:46:36 UTC

"And then there's you," she replied with a ghost of a smile barely curving her mouth. Savannah reached up and pushed her hair back.

"I always wanted a brother or a sister. The best I had was a wonderful neighbor."

rhymingdevil January 9 2011, 01:27:38 UTC

"They're not all they're cracked up to be," I said, not wanting her to get wistful over that. "Most of my broken bones and scars are because of Jeff."

seeyousoonthen January 9 2011, 01:40:09 UTC

"Ouch. Maybe I'm not missing out on anything," she said, though there was no mirth in it. Just an agreement with Peter's sentiment.

"Did you get hurt a lot? What did you do?" She certainly didn't long for broken bones and scars but she was terribly interested in how that might happen. She had the notion that a sibling would be fun, not dangerous.

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