[But there will always be a part of her that does wonder if she could have done something. She had been a leader, although she'd turned in to a very piss poor one. She hadn't cared that the world had burned around her because she had been too caught up in Texas. There is little point in fixating on it, as she can't change it, but had she not let her jealousy get the better of her, had she not put her pride first, would it have been different?]
I know.
[With that but hanging there although the breath that is let out cuts that off anyway.
That shrug of her shoulders. Considering how Carolina had left him, no doubt he had expected that whatever came after, if there was anything, would be heaven- or hell. If she delves in to it too deeply, there is that niggling thought that he'd never see Allison again anyway... Some scales can never be balanced again, although it's not stopping her from adding a little weight back on.]
He would... Considering his possible last memory.
[As her eyes skirt down to the gun. Should be missing one bullet from the last count that she had done, at least if one bullet had done the job.]
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I know.
[With that but hanging there although the breath that is let out cuts that off anyway.
That shrug of her shoulders. Considering how Carolina had left him, no doubt he had expected that whatever came after, if there was anything, would be heaven- or hell. If she delves in to it too deeply, there is that niggling thought that he'd never see Allison again anyway... Some scales can never be balanced again, although it's not stopping her from adding a little weight back on.]
He would... Considering his possible last memory.
[As her eyes skirt down to the gun. Should be missing one bullet from the last count that she had done, at least if one bullet had done the job.]
Damn if i know whether it's better or worse.