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Vash's enthusiasm for that old song is infectious; three hums echo around the site where we're building our own house.
We also smile. Yet their smiles and green eyes are now worry-lined…
We've all lost much in these past months.
Values, lovers… stubborn pride… though that's hardly worth tears.
Milly stops briefly, wiping her brow. Vash touches her shoulder gently. A grateful look. Their own bond. One I'll never understand.
I stop and sigh. I used to see the world as it is. They used to see it as it should be.
They might never understand my debt to them.
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"…it should be better…better with me…for having known you." – Gwendolen to Daniel in George Elliot's Daniel Derronda