What was wrong? Hesper was the girl with no parents, and Flora was the one who needed consoling. It was wrong, and Flora knew it was selfish of her to turn the attention away from her friend. She waved off the inquiry with a dismissive hand.
"I only miss my parents. If I'm being truthful, they seem rather busy with their own business even when I am at home." She supposed there could be worse things than dead parents. The tightness in her chest seemed to disagree, if only for a moment. Her eyes flickered to the letter."My grandmother once told me that it was good to write down your feelings instead of letting them consume you. I've found that having a confidant is better than that, though."
She smiled a good, genuine smile. Hesper was a nice girl, even if they had vastly different childhood experiences. Flora could see them being good friends down the road.
"I'm always here if you want to talk. I'm no psychologist, but I have a good listening ear," she offered.
"I only miss my parents. If I'm being truthful, they seem rather busy with their own business even when I am at home." She supposed there could be worse things than dead parents. The tightness in her chest seemed to disagree, if only for a moment. Her eyes flickered to the letter."My grandmother once told me that it was good to write down your feelings instead of letting them consume you. I've found that having a confidant is better than that, though."
She smiled a good, genuine smile. Hesper was a nice girl, even if they had vastly different childhood experiences. Flora could see them being good friends down the road.
"I'm always here if you want to talk. I'm no psychologist, but I have a good listening ear," she offered.
