Date: 2010-12-31 04:30 pm (UTC)
oh fine...get me all smiley and misty-eyed thinking of the letters and then hit me with "...trying to decide if there was anything left to come home to". argh!

*runs back to read more*

"...frustration more than anger fueling the fire". *nods*

" It was neutral territory, a place not even recommended by friends, something so separate from themselves, so unfamiliar, that there'd be no connections or attachments to memories or thoughts that could obscure their purpose." *nods again* yes.

"You know, I don't want to make the best of things". this rings so true. if you were together, making do would be so easy...an adventure. as they are, it would be torture!

"I swear your thinking is shaking the bloody bed." hey! you snuck a good laugh in there! :-D LOL'd

"The past year felt like slowly being warmed, chipping away and melting the hard shells they'd built around themselves.". i absolutely love that image.

when you talk about sean calling as opposed to viggo writing, it captured the men you've written in one crystal clear image. i love that you didn't pull any punches and showed how awful it can really be at times but how deep and strong a connection can become with each obstacle worked through.

thank you so much for my holiday gift!









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