|
Post by Liam on Feb 2, 2008 18:41:51 GMT -5
*He squeezed her hand.*
"You'll go places, Sorcha MacNamara. You're not meant to stay here." *He smiled at her.*
|
|
|
Post by Sorcha on Feb 2, 2008 18:43:38 GMT -5
"I don't know about that, Liam," *she said seriously.*
"...there's too much, I think...that ties me to Manderley."
|
|
|
Post by Liam on Feb 2, 2008 18:45:39 GMT -5
"It seems that way, doesn't it? It keeps us all close." *He said pensively.*
|
|
|
Post by Sorcha on Feb 2, 2008 18:48:12 GMT -5
"And there's my family...my mother...my father..."
*She picked at a blade of grass.*
"Mam says I should marry Tommy in two years time. I know I'll never leave the estate, if I do."
|
|
|
Post by Liam on Feb 2, 2008 18:50:50 GMT -5
*There was something about that statement that didn't sit well with him. At all.*
"Then we'll have to make sure you see what you want to before then." *He said quietly.*
Or you could not marry Tommy.
|
|
|
Post by Sorcha on Feb 2, 2008 18:52:28 GMT -5
*She let out a breath of a laugh. Just a soft "hah".*
"Be real, Liam. I'm not goin' anywhere," *she said, shaking her head.*
|
|
|
Post by Liam on Feb 2, 2008 18:55:39 GMT -5
*He frowned.*
"I am being real."
|
|
|
Post by Sorcha on Feb 2, 2008 18:59:25 GMT -5
"Ye're many things, Liam de Winter, but real is seldom one of them," *she said, slowly disengaging her hand from his.*
|
|
|
Post by Liam on Feb 2, 2008 19:00:00 GMT -5
"Okay, so I'm idealistic. It doesn't mean it's not possible." *He sat up.*
|
|
|
Post by Sorcha on Feb 2, 2008 19:01:03 GMT -5
((Cue power-shift? He's sitting up.))
"Anything is possible, Liam. I just don't believe it could happen to me."
|
|
|
Post by Liam on Feb 2, 2008 19:02:10 GMT -5
"Why not?"
((Possibly. He is taller than she is.))
|
|
|
Post by Sorcha on Feb 2, 2008 19:05:34 GMT -5
*She looked nonplussed.*
"LOOK at me, Liam!" *she said miserably, fiddling with the ragged hem of her old blue dress, which was rather filthy, but it was wash day tomorrow. She wore no shoes in the summer, and those she had for winter had holes in the toes and pinched her heels terribly.*
|
|
|
Post by Liam on Feb 2, 2008 19:12:09 GMT -5
*To him, she was still far more impressive than any of the impeccably coiffed and dressed debutantes in London.*
*He took her hand.* "But don't you see? I don't care!" /badfic
"What you wear has nothing to do with whether you'll go places, Sorcha." *He said softly.*
|
|
|
Post by Sorcha on Feb 2, 2008 19:14:40 GMT -5
"Ye can't walk strange roads very far in bare feet, Liam," *she said.* "Me Da works hard enough to put food in our bellies and keep us warm--there's no question of me going anywhere. They need me to help at home until Tommy's saved up enough money."
|
|
|
Post by Liam on Feb 2, 2008 19:16:45 GMT -5
"And you've planned out your future, just like that? You'll wait two years, marry him, and resign yourself to a life unfulfilled?" *He asked, voice becoming more impassioned as he spoke.*
|
|