he really does, even as amos pushes hard enough to make him step backwards. his gaze keeps flicking from kerri to the other man, his eyes hard and troubled. his jaw clenches so tightly it's a miracle he doesn't crack his teeth. his hands, at his sides, are in fists. there's an ugly edge of resentment unfurling in tandem with the growing need to move closer to, not farther away from, the little girl. but he listens. ]
So, what then? We stand around and look at each other and hope she goes away?
[ beyond them, the little girl's voice gets a little more frantic, a little more insistent. ]
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he really does, even as amos pushes hard enough to make him step backwards. his gaze keeps flicking from kerri to the other man, his eyes hard and troubled. his jaw clenches so tightly it's a miracle he doesn't crack his teeth. his hands, at his sides, are in fists. there's an ugly edge of resentment unfurling in tandem with the growing need to move closer to, not farther away from, the little girl. but he listens. ]
So, what then? We stand around and look at each other and hope she goes away?
[ beyond them, the little girl's voice gets a little more frantic, a little more insistent. ]