Following, Part Nineteen [Jack/Juliet] [R] [WIP]

[squeakyboots]

“Please, Jack-”her rage subsided in an instant, her eyes going wide, “Don’t take these from me, not after-not after Aaron. I don’t have anything left. I need these.” She looked desperately at the shoes where they were resting on the table, her hand still covering them protectively.

“Aaron?” Jack asked, suddenly confused, the child’s absence

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[squeakyboots]

Oh, wow: thanks so much! I'm glad it worked on both levels--I wasn't sure if it would!

[nighttiming1022]

RL is kicking my butt right now. Please excuse the brevity of this

Of all the words it could have been, it was “drunk” that finally made Jack pause

the way he always did when his father had done something because he'd been drunk.

I had what it took

her features began to blur in front of him.

♥ X1000

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[squeakyboots]

You're totally excused: I ♥ your comments and I will take them whenever I can get them! :)

And I'm glad the vague reference to tears worked for you--I didn't want to get too over-the-top weepy, but I thought it wouldn't be Jack and Christian if Jack didn't cry just a little bit. ;)