[ Jesse remains quiet as he speaks. It's not hard to tell that the Alan on the phone is older. He talks and sounds the same, but there is an element of knowledge and maybe even tiredness in it. Someone who has seen more than the Alan she knows.
« Someone who also must be used to talking to me. It's almost like he knows how to phrase things--or say them in a way that answers a question before I can even answer it. »
Her fingers curl slightly around the phone. A part of her, for some reason, wants to be closer to him. The same part that made her feel upset when she had to let go of his hand. The one that is dragging her down in the assumption that Alan will be leaving with his wife. Or, at the very least, leave Bright Falls to be with his wife again.
« I barely know him. I shouldn't be upset. Why am I so upset over it? It can't be just because he's someone else that can see the world I see. If... if I thought he'd be okay witb it? I'd tell him about you. I know you want me to. But... what if it ends like all the other times?
I DON'T want to talk to shrinks again. »
She glances to the side and her shoulders curl slightly. Her voice continues in those softer tones he knows. ] ...what do you think I need?
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« Someone who also must be used to talking to me. It's almost like he knows how to phrase things--or say them in a way that answers a question before I can even answer it. »
Her fingers curl slightly around the phone. A part of her, for some reason, wants to be closer to him. The same part that made her feel upset when she had to let go of his hand. The one that is dragging her down in the assumption that Alan will be leaving with his wife. Or, at the very least, leave Bright Falls to be with his wife again.
« I barely know him. I shouldn't be upset. Why am I so upset over it? It can't be just because he's someone else that can see the world I see. If... if I thought he'd be okay witb it? I'd tell him about you. I know you want me to. But... what if it ends like all the other times?
I DON'T want to talk to shrinks again. »
She glances to the side and her shoulders curl slightly. Her voice continues in those softer tones he knows. ] ...what do you think I need?