Lucy waited, hoping that something happened. When nothing did, she felt herself enveloped by Ben. He was saying something, something about being sorry. No.. she thought. It has to work.. It always has. On any other occasion, Lucy would have enjoyed Ben's affection. But, Peter was supposed to be okay...
Suddenly, someone's voice asked if someone died. Lucy felt herself turn, and see Peter's confused face. Once Clair had stopped kissing her brother, which she thought was sweet, she hugged Peter herself.
Susan saw Peter's conscious body, and hugged him at the same time as Lucy. She could hear other poeple muttering happy phrases, not knowing Peter enough to actually hug him like his sisters. "We thought you were gone!" she said letting go.
__________________ “Do you not know that there comes a midnight hour when every one has to throw off his mask?
Do you believe that life will always let itself be mocked?
Do you think you can slip away a little before midnight in order to avoid this?
Or are you not terrified by it?"
~Soren Kierkegaard
Last edited by *Mirror of Erised*; 08-14-2006 at 04:08 PM.
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