Ezra had a lot to say, actually. But he was choosing not to, because what difference did it make? He had wounds of different kinds, some fair and some unfair, and airing any of them was unlikely to do anyone any good. At the very least, not right now.
With a final squeeze, he let Dante's hand go. Stuck his own back in his pocket.
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Re: Wednesday Evening
Date: 2018-09-28 09:44 am (UTC)With a final squeeze, he let Dante's hand go. Stuck his own back in his pocket.