[She doesn't mean to judge. He's still learning, she knows, she knows, and making choices never felt difficult for her even when they followed a set rule, a strict script of predetermined factors with minor room for diversion. Even when she was trapped she felt as though something was different, that she could create change of some kind. Identify the source of the problem, move forward, always move forward.
The first step she took back came from a feeling she tried to ignore and couldn't. Maeve still can't.
She peers over one of the many racks, one arm laden with bits and pieces she's acquired for herself, to look at Connor's selection. He likes dark colors. Sedate and calm.]
I found a jacket here for you, as well. Similar shade.
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The first step she took back came from a feeling she tried to ignore and couldn't. Maeve still can't.
She peers over one of the many racks, one arm laden with bits and pieces she's acquired for herself, to look at Connor's selection. He likes dark colors. Sedate and calm.]
I found a jacket here for you, as well. Similar shade.