"Of course I can- wait, what? You have to be dreaming, you'd go insane otherwise." Not that Song was sounding particularly sane at the moment, however. "Just 'cause you don't remember-"
Amy cast a glance back over her shoulder in the dimness; while she appreciated Song trying to stay quiet, this wasn't a conversation to be having here. She gave a tug at the hem of the long t-shirt she'd worn to bed that night (another of Jalen's she'd 'borrowed') and gestured for Song to back up before easing out of the room. The door shut with a soft click and she paused, as if waiting for either her husband or her son to wake and call for her. After a moment Amy sighed.
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Date: 2013-06-30 08:56 pm (UTC)Amy cast a glance back over her shoulder in the dimness; while she appreciated Song trying to stay quiet, this wasn't a conversation to be having here. She gave a tug at the hem of the long t-shirt she'd worn to bed that night (another of Jalen's she'd 'borrowed') and gestured for Song to back up before easing out of the room. The door shut with a soft click and she paused, as if waiting for either her husband or her son to wake and call for her. After a moment Amy sighed.
"Figure it out over tea?"