& they said you were the crooked kind
that you'd never have no worth
His laughter is a nice end to finding the poor man on her doorstep, a mess of tears and sorrow. And she relishes in the feeling as he looks up to her, snickering with him at the mention of picking up manure of pushing a large rock up the hill. It was immature, but whatever helped, whatever sparked something in those eyes of his that wasn’t the impending doom of sadness… It was a bonus for her.But he gets up to leave and she lets him, moving to stand beside him and give him a tight embrace. “If you ever need anything, Sam, you know where I am.” She says, squeezing his shoulder gently, ensuring that he knows she’s there for him if he wants to come see her. If he needs a soundboard, or just to have someone nearby. She can be that for him.
Walking him to the door, she bids him farewell, once she’s sure he won’t fall apart at the seams.
- FIN
but you were always gold to me
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