Suddenly she's not Freckles. She watches him, and she's not sure what she's looking for.
But she believes him, whether she should or not. She believes him because he did turn the tape over before he knew about the picture. It surprised her, but he did it.
"Come on."
He's taken away any reason she could have had to keep the picture from him, and she'd never do it just to spite him. She almost steps closer toward him -- close enough to smell his cologne -- and puts her hand on his arm, but in the end she doesn't go through with it.
"Unless you want me to bring it back here for you."
She'd like nothing better than to ask him a few questions right now, but it's guaranteed that she wouldn't get any answers. Since she wouldn't answer his, there's no way he's going to answer hers.
He probably wouldn't even have answered if the picture had come up before the tape did.
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But she believes him, whether she should or not. She believes him because he did turn the tape over before he knew about the picture. It surprised her, but he did it.
"Come on."
He's taken away any reason she could have had to keep the picture from him, and she'd never do it just to spite him. She almost steps closer toward him -- close enough to smell his cologne -- and puts her hand on his arm, but in the end she doesn't go through with it.
"Unless you want me to bring it back here for you."
She'd like nothing better than to ask him a few questions right now, but it's guaranteed that she wouldn't get any answers. Since she wouldn't answer his, there's no way he's going to answer hers.
He probably wouldn't even have answered if the picture had come up before the tape did.