Re: Frankie/Lyle - 9:30ish
With a little chuckle and a small smile, Lyle had to admit that seeing her blush was pretty damn cute. Frankie was cool. Why hadn't he ever spent time with her? It might be nice to hang around a girl who wasn't cripplingly insecure or crazy or pregnant. The world seemed to lack them.
At her question, his smile faltered, then vanished. He didn't know how he could explain it without her thinking he was just nuts. He wasn't nuts, he was just... damaged. Finally, his expression sad but trying not to be, just simply nodded. Yes, he'd lost his voice. As far as he was concerned, it was gone.