[Her light-filled glance shifts down then, to the side, like she's looking somewhere else. The truth of the matter is that these kinds of conversations, although they happen pretty damn rarely, make her miss home. Miss her dad especially. He would like this boy, she thinks, would see the potential in him, and the thought that he might see more potential in him than her makes her ache.]
I guess I was lucky. It's something I was taught from little. Fairy tales with morals: sometimes you have to step on the other guy to get where you need to go. And I got to see it in action, too. So it was never a mystery to me.
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[Her light-filled glance shifts down then, to the side, like she's looking somewhere else. The truth of the matter is that these kinds of conversations, although they happen pretty damn rarely, make her miss home. Miss her dad especially. He would like this boy, she thinks, would see the potential in him, and the thought that he might see more potential in him than her makes her ache.]
I guess I was lucky. It's something I was taught from little. Fairy tales with morals: sometimes you have to step on the other guy to get where you need to go. And I got to see it in action, too. So it was never a mystery to me.