George had had one last weekend, with her sister. Just one. It was more than she expected to ever get. She shouldn't be greedy and try to beg for more, now that it was over.
"I called a cab," she said. "It's waiting at the end of the Causeway. You're going straight to the airport. And you're going to get on your plane and not talk to any scary
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"What happens to Mom?" she asked. "When you don't come home, either."
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Oh shit this was one of those moments. Like, the go-do-stuff-for-me speech. Fuck. She didn't ... know how to do this.
"Do stuff," she said. "I don't even -- just do stuff, Reggie. Make mistakes a-and ... I don't care. Be good to Mom and Dad a-and don't you ever forget that I love you so much and ... oh f-fuck I don't know what I'm supposed to say."
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She was contesting the decision. That was why her eyes were wet.
"Thanks for the cookies."
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Yeah, he wasn't at all trying to get her hopes up. Not at all. "And Seattle is pretty cool. I was thinking about moving there after graduation."
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She could forge documents, probably. Her mom would love this place. Really.
"If you ... come to Seattle, will you say hi?"
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