There wasn't a lot that Jean really knew about Logan, when it came down to it. So when she found something out--something true, something real--it became precious, a rare thing to take care of. She listened to him read, listened to the words, the sound of his voice, the way that he breathed. Then she wrapped it all up together--the poem, the way he felt about it--and committed to keeping it safe. "Thank you."
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Date: 2017-04-03 07:23 am (UTC)There wasn't a lot that Jean really knew about Logan, when it came down to it. So when she found something out--something true, something real--it became precious, a rare thing to take care of. She listened to him read, listened to the words, the sound of his voice, the way that he breathed. Then she wrapped it all up together--the poem, the way he felt about it--and committed to keeping it safe. "Thank you."