(she takes her time with answering, slow turning in place on the spot to take in the green, and the trees.)
I don't know, (she admits eventually, fingernails pressing gentle into her palms. something old and half-forgotten bubbles to the surface as she thinks, something she thinks miss giddy must have mentioned to her a long time ago.)
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Date: 2015-06-28 11:23 am (UTC)I don't know, (she admits eventually, fingernails pressing gentle into her palms. something old and half-forgotten bubbles to the surface as she thinks, something she thinks miss giddy must have mentioned to her a long time ago.)
Maybe this is Heaven.