[She doesn't want to say it's okay. It's not okay, and it's not really his fault that it isn't. He hadn't been the one who shot her mother and put a gun in her father's mouth, and she can remember what it was like when she first heard what had happened, how she'd been sat down on the stairs and told while she held the cat to her chest and tried not to shake too violently.
She doesn't know anyone else who knows what that's like, and maybe that's the reason why she doesn't just leave him be. It's probably a bad idea - it's not like he's been ideal company thus far - but.] Can I come in?
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She doesn't know anyone else who knows what that's like, and maybe that's the reason why she doesn't just leave him be. It's probably a bad idea - it's not like he's been ideal company thus far - but.] Can I come in?