Re: quicklog, umc: neil & mere
I want them to see that, too. And I want it to be like before. Before we got here. [Meredith let out a long breath and pressed in towards him, head beneath his chin, the pain killers making her more than a little woozy. This person that she had turned into here, that wasn't her. It really wasn't. How she had gotten to that point was hard to tell, but maybe she could figure out a way to make it right. To get back to that happiness that her and Neil had shared since meeting in England.]
Think we can get home? I feel like I'm about to fall asleep if we sit here any longer, comfy as your chest is.