Like you said, they love you. Rosita swallows, because it was easy when she decided to pour the whiskey that it didn't matter what anyone else thought, she was the only one that knew; she didn't give Jacob any details but she knows them, and she knows there's very little chance Abraham who walk a long road now any more than he had when he was alive just to see her. Just to be anywhere near her.
She swallows again and closes her fingers more tightly around her bent knee.
"I hope so." That her family would be proud, even though she doesn't think they would. That it doesn't matter. That they love her and understand. That he would be glad.
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Date: 2022-11-11 02:10 pm (UTC)She swallows again and closes her fingers more tightly around her bent knee.
"I hope so." That her family would be proud, even though she doesn't think they would. That it doesn't matter. That they love her and understand. That he would be glad.