Isaac could feel the tears before the words had even come to his mouth and he has to swallow twice before he can speak. "We... we lost our baby two weeks ago. And you... you're just... stoic and calm. And I can barely get out of bed in the morning and I hurt... all the time. I feel like I can't breathe." He looks over at him, blue eyes shining. "Do you even feel it?"
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Date: 2012-11-04 03:12 am (UTC)