Love mends even the broken parts
Shrugging, Loren nodded. ”Yes. And?” Sighing, he ran a hand through his hair. ”I don’t know how to do that.” Letting out a huff of laughter, the corners of his lips quirked up. ”But if you figure it out, let me know?” He offered Phoebe a tentative smile.
It turned into a real smile as she laughed. ”Working on it. Believe me, I am trying.” However, his smile and his good cheer faltered at her question. ”It would’ve.” His voice was as quiet as her laugh had just been.
He smiled again, though this time it failed to reach his eyes. ”Still means I’m not my own worst critic.” Although he tried to be teasing, he couldn’t help the sad tone from creeping into his voice. Tilting his head, he crossed his arms, a slight frown replacing the awkward smile. ”Why don’t you think you have a sway and a voice?”
It turned into a real smile as she laughed. ”Working on it. Believe me, I am trying.” However, his smile and his good cheer faltered at her question. ”It would’ve.” His voice was as quiet as her laugh had just been.
He smiled again, though this time it failed to reach his eyes. ”Still means I’m not my own worst critic.” Although he tried to be teasing, he couldn’t help the sad tone from creeping into his voice. Tilting his head, he crossed his arms, a slight frown replacing the awkward smile. ”Why don’t you think you have a sway and a voice?”
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