Phoebe
I've been very hopeful so far
Now for the first time I think we're going wrong
Hurry up and tell me this is all a dream
Or could we start again, please?
Now for the first time I think we're going wrong
Hurry up and tell me this is all a dream
Or could we start again, please?
”Are you supposed to be a gentleman?” she said dryly, teasing him just a bit. It was the first sign of her playfulness returning since the blight had taken a stronger hold of her mind, a bit of light in the darkness that had consumed her recent days. But she did relent a little, and with a sigh nodded at his counsel. ”I know, I will do my best.” she said, as much a promise to herself as to him.
He told her to repeat the phrase again and she sighed heavily. Why though? ”It was the blight, not me.” she said, louder than before but every bit as unconvincing, this time accompanied by a funny face as she puffed up her cheeks with air.
