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Tailspin “Sloan, what is this?”
I close the door, watching as she throws her purse into the chair and slides her coat down her arms. I don’t know how she does it, but even after spending the day chasing behind one trauma after the other, she still can emerge from the hospital smelling clean, and fresh, and divine, as she breezes past me into
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I have to tell you I found this one to be maybe, my favourite Merica chapter so far. Even with the lack of banter, however much I love it between them it holds them back i think...just prolongs these steps forward that they should make. And I'm all for moving forward, and trying to be happy so this just plays right into my hands.
They've both fallen or are at least in the process of falling, I think that's pretty evident now. Erica's lack of protest at having this little meal and at anything else Mark brought up (that normally would have got a middle finger reaction not too long before) just spoke volumes. And he is just, well..he's sweet? That's so wrong to refer to him that way, I mean it's Mark Sloan! But the man is messing with my head now. He just ( ... )
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I think the shift in this chapter just put me all out of sorts, it was really just gold.
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Nice, nice, NICE use of strawberries.
No one can match your Merica.
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Thank you!
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Author's note: for hahnsrockstar and mia_bell's 'private' conversation.
Do you mean last night's drunken exchange about inhuman nuns and a possible Comm Talk AA group? We got this gem of a Merica chapter out of that?
*high fives mia_bell*
Tell me if you mean something else. I can only hope that there are five glasses of wine I can blame for my memory loss.
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And Friday night I just saw a Merica reference flit through my email box, and realized...hmm, I haven't written that in a while. So, hats off to you.
Thank you!
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Thank you!
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I'm so glad to hear you liked this chapter. I appreciate the kind comment. Thank you!
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