[It makes all the sense in the world, and part of her is happy to hear it. But-- no memory of her. Nothing to hold her back. Nothing to get him involved.
He forgot her. That isn't fair.]
It makes none at all.
[Without another word, Katie closes her journal. Sorry, Brook. She'll talk to you again some time.]
no subject
He forgot her. That isn't fair.]
It makes none at all.
[Without another word, Katie closes her journal. Sorry, Brook. She'll talk to you again some time.]