Surprise etched his face, “You’re running during this…?!”
He made a visible effort to close his mouth.
Pfft. Yeah, things kinda went to shit around here.
It made me feel uneasy. What thought process or concern was keeping my dad from opening his mouth about my running? He’d been worried about it when the streets were relatively safe. Was he that spooked at the idea of scaring me off again?
I really can’t blame him for being worried about scaring Taylor off at this point. Seriously.
He looked at the man who was standing near him, murmured something. The man walked over to join the others in observing the damage around the damaged vehicles.
Time for some privacy, I see.
We were left more or less alone.
“You got my messages?” I asked.
Oh, she’s sent messages… Did we hear about that in 8.8?
Either way, it’s a good thing. Assuming the messages were after Leviathan, I’m glad Taylor spared Danny from having to wonder whether the Endbringer had gotten her.
“I’ve listened to that answering machine so many times-” he stopped. He was a good distance away, but I could see the lines in his forehead, “I miss you.”
There’s a decent chance this chapter might make me cry. My eyes are already getting wet with this paragraph.
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