Dave... Dave, Dave, Dave... you know I love this!! Another GGGOH story from you and... YAY!!!
And I realize I've read it a few times already, but that doesn't mean I can't enjoy it over and over again every time or let you know very publicly that I *love* it!!! RIGHT???
This is so rich with your trademark style (that being just any style that is completely awing, saying so much with such few words, words that are layered in SO many more meanings that just the literal...)
The man who'd tried to shoot him in the back... kill him... because of who he was...
What he was.
He watched over the shoulder that suddenly appeared as her arms closed around him.
Watched the man's face slowly disappear into the pond.
Watched until the ripples faded.
Watched until he was shaking so hard he could barely see.
... just...
)
And, of course...
"Are you okay?" she asked, her voice quiet.
"No," he whispered, his voice heavy. He was watching her when she looked up, his dark eyes etched with sorrow. She held them for a second before she looked away.
If she could read the grief in his eyes, could he read the fear in hers?
... I had to quote something from Lois's POV... you *know* how I feel about Lois's POV here!! And this... it is amazing... I just love that her feelings are surfacing so quickly in the aftermath of such a dramatic moment, too. She cares for him a lot more than either of them would have thought, and it's just... uhh...
)
NICOLE
ps - happy birthdy Sorcha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
