❝ –– perhaps it’s true that things can change in a day. and when they do, those few dozen hours, like the salvaged remains of a burned house—the charred clock, the singed photograph, the scorched furniture—must be resurrected from the ruins and examined. and suddenly, they become the bleached bones of a story.
seeing arizona here again was like hearing music to an old dance she had long since forgotten the steps to. once so natural, these words had become worn and forced between them
—
no doubt a product of too many years spent apart. how could teddy possibly repair this relationship she’d so thoughtlessly lost to neglect?
yet, she had to try.
“so,” teddy started hesitantly. “what happened with you and callie? I know we haven’t spoken much this year, but… I thought I’d have known about something like this. I’m so sorry I wasn’t there, arizona
— really, I am.”
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