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Um. Ow. Again. You write Lindsay’s pain so well. But I’m not sure how much pain she can really stand without having the ‘club’ to support her – or at least without her feeling that she has the ‘club’ to support her. And unfortunately, talking things out is not her forte. Ouch. *hugs* in the ‘club’s direction cos everyone needs them.
Yes yes yes. My poor tortured Lindsay, I just love the way you paint her. This time no reading together though because I couldn’t bring myself to wait.
This is going to end bad.
There is no solution for a pessimist like me.
Riley, I love your dark side, but I’m afraid for the club !
Thx for your great work !
Love this. Especially the last few lines. Perfection 🙂