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She's had a lot of time to analyze things. It's amazing what a few hours of alone time can do for self-reflection.
You can never fail me.
I know who you are, I do.
You're not just my partner. Not anymore.
And she realizes that he's what holds her together when she's about to break in two. Audrey Parker has never relied on anyone, and she's got a suspicion that Lucy Ripley and Sarah must have been the same. She's sure they {she} knew people – Vince, Dave, the Chief to name a few – but more than once, she's found herself wondering why it was that no one looked for them {her}, when she went missing before. She wonders what it was like being taken and wondering if anyone would come, wonders if they {she} realized all along that no one was coming – she's got this aching feeling that she did.
She knows it'll be hard to find her – the moving heaven and earth kind of hard. She knows at least one person, maybe two that she'd do that for. And she knows that Nathan's coming. Part of her thinks that maybe things are different this time – because someone cares about her, not about what she can do and not about whom she can help; he cares about her. There's something immensely comforting in that.
So she's sitting here, bound hand and foot, and her throat is hoarse from screaming, and instead of wondering if anyone is coming, she's wondering when he'll get here and if he'll make it in time. She hopes he does.
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"Hope" is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul ~ Emily Dickinson