PHOEBE
The midwife considered quietly, tilting her head side to side. ”I can see why those traits might be problematic, but I am not sure it would make you a bad friend.” she said with a slight shrug. Or perhaps it was that she was simply too forgiving. Either way, she could think of many worse things that a person could do whilst calling themselves a friend.
”Regardless, it wasn’t a kind implication. So I’m sorry.” she said, shaking her head. She needed to choose her words more wisely and carefully.
Phoebe listened quietly as he gave his advice, and though it was sound, she wasn’t sure she liked what it implied, given the details of how and where and when she said the truths she had. ”Well, if I am to be judged on how and where and when I said things while blighted myself, I doubt there is anything I can do to change that perception going forward.” she said.
”Regardless, it wasn’t a kind implication. So I’m sorry.” she said, shaking her head. She needed to choose her words more wisely and carefully.
Phoebe listened quietly as he gave his advice, and though it was sound, she wasn’t sure she liked what it implied, given the details of how and where and when she said the truths she had. ”Well, if I am to be judged on how and where and when I said things while blighted myself, I doubt there is anything I can do to change that perception going forward.” she said.
You thought you'd watch me fade away
When you broke me into pieces
But I gave I gave each piece a name
