The movie is on but I cannot see. I get lost in her eyes, endlessly. Dare I take my hand and rest it on hers? With bravado I do, my hook and worm. I feel myself growing as she locks fingers. Oh how I wish these moments would linger. She leans in close, kissing my cheek. We roll to the floor, laughing and happy. She takes my hand and we walk out the door. I feel myself shaking, I can't take anymore! "Mother will take care of you." She says with a whisper.
"Classic"
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