"No," Cash said, "I haven't."
Something in him had broken and he did not know how to fix it; and there was a part of him that worried that if he did, it was a betrayal. Beyond that - did he want to fix it, and open himself up to feeling again? There might be nothing but hurt.
It had to be better than this, though.
He just didn't know if there was anything to be done.
Cash sighed and pulled his broom out of the nook; he slid onto it and landed on the ground with no flourish at all.
Something in him had broken and he did not know how to fix it; and there was a part of him that worried that if he did, it was a betrayal. Beyond that - did he want to fix it, and open himself up to feeling again? There might be nothing but hurt.
It had to be better than this, though.
He just didn't know if there was anything to be done.
Cash sighed and pulled his broom out of the nook; he slid onto it and landed on the ground with no flourish at all.
MJ made this!