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Post by Jesse James on Aug 11, 2011 2:54:07 GMT -5
Lately, all Jesse seemed to paint was abstract, angry pieces, bold colors with no faces to be seen.
These paintings he found himself burning, or destroying somehow, not one survived. When he attempted to paint a face, it always came out the same, blank, with no emotions and he hated them.
It was hot in the room, so he removed his shirt and stood in the doorway to get a breeze and found one.
Closing his eyes he leaned against the door frame.
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Post by Diana on Aug 11, 2011 4:04:22 GMT -5
Diana could hear this sighs and grunts of frustration from the other room. She wasn't going to but the baby was sleeping quietly for the first time in a while, so she walked out to see what was going on.
Lately, she felt as if she couldn't approach it-- both emotionally and physically. She stood there, quietly watching him with her body barely in the room.
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Post by Jesse James on Aug 11, 2011 22:58:33 GMT -5
Jesse reached up to rub his eyes when he saw her.
He went to say something, but nothing came out.
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Post by Diana on Aug 13, 2011 1:28:23 GMT -5
"He's finally asleep. Quiet seems a little weird now, doesn't it?" she said with a hesitant smile.
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Post by Jesse James on Aug 13, 2011 1:37:32 GMT -5
"Yea" he replied with a similar smile "strange."
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Post by Diana on Aug 13, 2011 1:40:03 GMT -5
She looked away for a moment before speaking. "Are you... going out again tonight?"
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Post by Jesse James on Aug 13, 2011 1:49:02 GMT -5
"Yea" he nodded "gonna do a little night fishin."
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Post by Diana on Aug 16, 2011 3:59:14 GMT -5
"Oh," she said and paused for a moment before looking about the room. "Wait, let me find you that tackle box of yours. I know it's here somewhere."
Diana started searching the place haphazardly. Her now thinner frame went about the place, wanting desperately to get this right and to do this for him. "Sorry it's been such a headache since the baby. I'm glad you've at least found a little something to get you away..."
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Post by Jesse James on Aug 16, 2011 16:25:43 GMT -5
"Yea, hey you seen Isa lately?"
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Post by Diana on Aug 17, 2011 2:36:55 GMT -5
Diana paused. She thought it a rather strange question...
"Um... nothing really. I imagine she must be really busy in the infirmary, though, with me not there and all. Why?"
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Post by Jesse James on Aug 17, 2011 23:07:14 GMT -5
"I saw her at the opera house" he replied "she looks beat."
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Post by Diana on Aug 18, 2011 1:18:15 GMT -5
"I do plan on going back soon. I just... A lot has happened in the past few months and I'd like to know that I'm settled enough to do my job properly."
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Post by Jesse James on Aug 18, 2011 1:32:27 GMT -5
"Of course, gotta lot on your plate right now" he stretched "how's your back?"
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Post by Diana on Aug 18, 2011 1:39:11 GMT -5
Diana smiled genuinely. It was nice to actually have a conversation for a change.
"When it gets cold, it starts acting up a bit. But it's not bothering me like it used to."
She sighed. It was hard to cover up her exhaustion. She hadn't been sleeping well for weeks.
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Post by Jesse James on Aug 18, 2011 1:42:47 GMT -5
"Do you, do you want me to stay home tonight?" He asked praying she'd say no "You're needin some sleep and I ain't been helpin as much as I should be."
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