Re: Aaron and Laura
Aaron perused Laura's face, the cold stoic exterior given way to fiery insides that only he could see. She was like him; burnt and broken but a fighter. He could only hope she had found peace and that he would find it too.
"Good people? I've met a few, yes." He said gruffly, thinking of how badly he'd pushed Jake away the night before and ever since Marta's death. "I think I need some time alone." he said plainly, knowing that she'd appreciate his straightforwardness.