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Jan. 1st, 2007 08:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ladyfirestarterThe permanent door from Milliways opens onto a hallway that looks like it could be a teacher's area in a primary school. Drawings and photographs are tacked up on the walls; the doors leading off the hallway are painted a calm pale-rose color, and each has a nameplate on it. (The closest one reads IRENE TASSENBAUM. It's locked; Irene's out today.)
Charlie steps aside to let her guest through. "Welcome to Taos."
Charlie steps aside to let her guest through. "Welcome to Taos."
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Date: 2007-01-11 05:39 am (UTC)The tone's mostly curious; it would take someone deeply perceptive to pick up on the wistfulness creeping around the edges.
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Date: 2007-01-11 05:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-01-11 05:48 am (UTC)"Kind of understandable, really. My folks had a hard enough time with just me."
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Date: 2007-01-11 05:55 am (UTC)When they reach the door to Milliways, he pauses, tilting his head again.
"The goodmind, you called it?"
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Date: 2007-01-11 05:58 am (UTC)The hum's all around them, quiet and somehow soothing as the sound of the sea.
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Date: 2007-01-11 06:00 am (UTC)Then, smiling, he opens them and nods towards the door. "Shall we? I owe you that drink."