*Misty listens to the raido closely. She was excited to know Danielle was ok. She hadent voice her mind on this whole thing, but Misty was really proud of Carson. For once her new something he wanted, he new he needed to do something good and he was doing it no matter the bumps. After the raido is off and the silence rains for a moment Misty turns to Carson. She can see the worry and term oil on his face. Slowly Misty slips her hand into Carson and gives a smile gives a soft whisper.*
"Go Carson. Go see your sister. We have enough time to find some place to stay after. You've come this far. Don't walk away from her now."
*Misty gives a gentil squeeze of his hand.*
"I can wait here, or come with you. Whichever is fine with me."
*Charlottle draws from from Bret holding the coin and smiling. Her heart hurt to know she might never see Bret again. Fate was cruel to give her something and that it away but such is life.
Bringing her hand to Bret's face she runs a hand over his cheek. Withdrawing she put the coin in her pocket. Gently she takes her necklace off and lays it in Bret's hand.*
"You take care to Bret and remember no wallowing without calling me first!"
*Slowly Charlotte turns away and gets out of the car shuting the door behind her. Turning her smiles and gives half a wave. She dident want to walk away, she dident want to say goodbye but how could she stay. Continueing to walk backwards Charlotte dosent take her eyes off Bret till she is inside and can no longer see him. Turning she makes her way up the steps. Half way there she stop taking the coin from her pocket whispering.*
"Heads I go back out to him, Tails I continue up the steps."
*Flipping the coin Charlotte catches it and slaps it on her hand. Moving the other she looks a smile spreading acorss her face. Heads Up. Turning Charlotte bolts down the steps and out the front door only to be greeted byt an empty parking space where Bret's car once was. She was to late he's already gone. Turning she head back inside.
The rain started to fall as the sky opened up,
As if to cry for those who cant when they feel like it the most.*
7/7/08
To Late
at 12:29 PM
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