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Characters: Carmel and Matt
Setting: Library, around 2 p.m.
Carmel hadn't been avoiding exploring, exactly, but she was finally more in the mood for it. She'd gone ahead and peeked in the gym earlier, glad to see a bag she could practice her kick boxing on. She wasn't in the mood for that right now, though she might hit it up later tonight in an effort to be so tired she'd sleep better--and not fall into nightmares again.
She went to the library next, thinking she could use some reading material. She sighed softly when she came across some of the Nora Roberts' novels, fingering the spine of one. She hadn't been able to read a romance novel since she was raped; she hadn't been able to see it the same way. She missed her guilty pleasure reading, and she honestly missed romance. She missed having someone she loved with her, of having someone to love.
She sighed again and moved on, fingers skimming over the spines of the books as she searched for something to occupy her attention.
Setting: Library, around 2 p.m.
Carmel hadn't been avoiding exploring, exactly, but she was finally more in the mood for it. She'd gone ahead and peeked in the gym earlier, glad to see a bag she could practice her kick boxing on. She wasn't in the mood for that right now, though she might hit it up later tonight in an effort to be so tired she'd sleep better--and not fall into nightmares again.
She went to the library next, thinking she could use some reading material. She sighed softly when she came across some of the Nora Roberts' novels, fingering the spine of one. She hadn't been able to read a romance novel since she was raped; she hadn't been able to see it the same way. She missed her guilty pleasure reading, and she honestly missed romance. She missed having someone she loved with her, of having someone to love.
She sighed again and moved on, fingers skimming over the spines of the books as she searched for something to occupy her attention.