"I worry," she says, softly, "that I might not be as smart as I think that I am." She depends so much on her own cleverness. But today's a good day, a happy day, pretty much the best day, and she shouldn't be acting like a broodyface. All the same, she looks like a massive weight has lifted from her. The tense little muscles in her face since she started talking about Jude have smoothed out again. She feels better about the whole situation. "He'll be a good boy. Happy."
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Date: 2012-01-24 02:17 am (UTC)