She pouted broadly, because she wanted him close, but he clearly needed to be moving. She curled up under the blankets so she would sleep more deeply and let herself drift off. After a little while she started dreaming of their future, a small child with red hair running around in that backyard. It wasn't a bad dream, but it didn't exactly settle her.
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Date: 2014-07-27 01:16 am (UTC)