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Gentlemind

    “he’s pretty quiet most of the time, actually.” she enters the room again with jamie on her hip, shaking a bottle with her free hand. jane knows that most mothers are convinced that their babies are the best, but she really thinks it’s true in jamie’s case. he already sleeps through the night, hardly ever cries, and he’s always so bright and attentive. he’s the best thing that ever happened to her, and jane doesn’t know if it’ll ever get any better than this.

         ‘ i’m trying to be a better guy. you know? i’m trying. ’ he pushes his food around his plate for a minute. glad for the excuse to be looking at anything that isn’t the judgment or pity he’s surely painted right on that face of hers. ‘ the shittiness is just hardwired in. ’

                 “ so  B A B E  -- ” he  starts , arm  looping  around  jess’  shoulder  as  she  leaves  her  class.  “ -- i  was  thinking  that  after  lunch  we  ditch  to  go  and  see  a  movie. ”  he’s  joking ,  somewhat ,  partly  doesnt  want  to  go  to  go  to  math.  “ or ,  i   G U E S S   we  could  do  something  else. ”

STEVE  EYES  THE  other  up  and  down  ,  looking  for  anything  that  could  be  considered  sketchy  or  suspicious  .  upon  inspection  ,  he  finds  that  there  is  indeed  NOTHING  ,  just  as  he  had  suspected  deep  in  his  stomach  .  however  ,  one  can  never  be  quite  certain  .