A Life Lived in Hundreds

by Botched Lobotomy

1372

‘How was it for you?’
‘Yeah,’ said Smith vaguely, ‘it was...’
Cobalt grinned. ‘Yeah. Hey, if y’ever wanna do this again, sometime...’
‘Not really,’ said Smith. ‘Thanks, though.’
‘Yeah.’
She wondered if it would be awkward, seeing him tomorrow. Probably not, as he was being fine about it now. That’s why she’d chosen him. Nothing ventured, nothing gained. Hmph. Something to tell Apple Rose about, at least. A memory rose up, of planting seeds beneath the shade, and she smiled to herself.
Was there something wrong with her? Maybe. Ah, well, that was that. It had been worth a shot.

Comments

[Bicyclette]

and i love how this and the previous chapter reflect on the chapters of her fillyhood. possibly bad decisions and misadventures being like planting seeds for the trees that are only enjoyed later, and perhaps only by complete strangers, there's something beautiful in that.

and argh. Smith wondering if there's something wrong with herself, the "That's why she'd chosen him." argh argh argh