"That all sounds pretty accurate-- extreme respect? Really? How extreme we talking? Happy to see me? Really?"
A bashful glow crept across his face.
"Er. Anyway. Maybe I can help reinforce things. You didn't do anything wrong. Well, one thing, but if I'm honest that was something all parties were wrong about."
He walked over to a shelf, with a tattered photo album.
"I thought you might want this back. I tried to restore it. I really did."
Should she open it, when would find everything kept immaculately, minus a relatively beat up album cover, some faded images, and several lines of illegible text.
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Date: 2012-09-24 02:27 am (UTC)A bashful glow crept across his face.
"Er. Anyway. Maybe I can help reinforce things. You didn't do anything wrong. Well, one thing, but if I'm honest that was something all parties were wrong about."
He walked over to a shelf, with a tattered photo album.
"I thought you might want this back. I tried to restore it. I really did."
Should she open it, when would find everything kept immaculately, minus a relatively beat up album cover, some faded images, and several lines of illegible text.