Kelley Armstrong Quote
Finally, he pushed back the chair and exhaled.He's alive, I said. Your dad's alive.He loooked up at me and, I couldn't help it-- I threw my arms around his neck and hugged him. Then I realized what I was doing. I let go, backing away, tripping over my feet, stammering. I-I'm sorry. I'm just--I'm happy for you.I know.Still sitting, he reached out and pulled me toward him. We stayed there, looking at each other, his hand still wrapped around my shirt hem, my heart hammering so hard I wash sure he could hear it.There's more, I said after a few seconds. More emails, Tori said.He nodded and swiveled back to the computer, making room for me. When I inched closer, not wanting to intrude, he tugged me in front of him and I stumbled, half falling onto his lap. I tried to scramble up, cheeks burning, but he pulled me down onto his knee, one arm going around my waist, tentative, as if to say It was, even if my blood pounded in my ears so hard I couldn't think.
Finally, he pushed back the chair and exhaled.He's alive, I said. Your dad's alive.He loooked up at me and, I couldn't help it-- I threw my arms around his neck and hugged him. Then I realized what I was doing. I let go, backing away, tripping over my feet, stammering. I-I'm sorry. I'm just--I'm happy for you.I know.Still sitting, he reached out and pulled me toward him. We stayed there, looking at each other, his hand still wrapped around my shirt hem, my heart hammering so hard I wash sure he could hear it.There's more, I said after a few seconds. More emails, Tori said.He nodded and swiveled back to the computer, making room for me. When I inched closer, not wanting to intrude, he tugged me in front of him and I stumbled, half falling onto his lap. I tried to scramble up, cheeks burning, but he pulled me down onto his knee, one arm going around my waist, tentative, as if to say It was, even if my blood pounded in my ears so hard I couldn't think.
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