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attn: Arthur
Adia is finally starting to put her big fight with Arthur behind her. It doesn't mean everything is all right, but at least she isn't angry any more, and she's starting to cope, albeit slowly.
Maybe there's some truth mixed in with this rockslide of memories and familiar unfamiliar people. Anyway she has to think there is.
It's Sunday morning, and she slept in. Now she's cooking eggs in the kitchen, her hair tied up in a bright scarf, wearing a cute flirty dress she ordinarily wouldn't be caught dead in. It's worth starting over now. It's worth trying a second time.
Maybe there's some truth mixed in with this rockslide of memories and familiar unfamiliar people. Anyway she has to think there is.
It's Sunday morning, and she slept in. Now she's cooking eggs in the kitchen, her hair tied up in a bright scarf, wearing a cute flirty dress she ordinarily wouldn't be caught dead in. It's worth starting over now. It's worth trying a second time.