"Thank you." She wavered, hand on the doorknob, not at all happy with the expression on his face. Impulsively, she half-knelt beside his chair and gave him a hug, much as if he were one of her young charges. "Please look after yourself." She stood, mildly embarrassed at what, for her, nearly amounted to an outburst. "I, er. "
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Date: 2006-05-28 09:57 pm (UTC)