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izzyalienqueen) wrote2008-03-21 08:33 pm
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Room 406, evening
In her thankfully droid baby-free room, Isabel was working on a list. She'd gotten the letter from Cornell. She'd been accepted. Now it was just a matter of making a decision between there and UNLV.
So far UNLV was winning. It was closer to New Mexico and California after all.
The door was open.
So far UNLV was winning. It was closer to New Mexico and California after all.
The door was open.
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Did she think it had to be done? Yes.
So, she was there, her face set and dry-eyed as she'd been all afternoon and wondering just how badly this would go.
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"We need to talk," she said, head up, shoulders straight, "and I know you're not going to like it."
Honesty. She could work with honesty.
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"I broke up with him this afternoon." Flatly.
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Ino had to believe that.
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"'I love you'," Ino said, hands clenching, "is permanent to me. I wouldn't ever say it if it wasn't going to be. I'm like my Dad. He's only ever said it to Mom and me. No one else. Michael said I was 'his' girl on Sunday. And I can't be. Not like that. He deserves someone who can give him everything and I won't. I care, always will, but..." she trailed off, looking a little lost.
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