LIFE LESSONS.

cam hung desperately on every word that came to her. her advocacy had been given quite personally in this matter – for a reason she couldn’t very accurately place. not now. but she leaned, almost physically, on her need for a response, as though only a reprieve from her would guide cam’s pulse. and the one she was left with deflated her.

“w–… but he might’a done changed it by now, couldn’e..?” 

heartache was squeezed out through her asking, and now the ambiguous shadow of her rationale started to surface– of wanting a happy ending for delores. only then had it begun to take shape in the forefront of camille’s mind. 

“…he ain’t the only somebody neitha’. i done seen plenny mens tryna find they way to talk atchu.” 

“Hm.”

As she crosses her arms, her fingers lightly coil into the leather material of her purse strap. Delores has turned her head. At a glance, this older woman is disagreeing. In actuality, she is bashfully enduring the warmth that crept upon her cheeks as Camille brazenly pointed this matter out.

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