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“Why don’t you tell mommy all about these nightmares you’ve been having.”

           "How about.. a piggyback ride? You like those... don’t you?”

“Shhh.... there, there...”

Perfectly manicured fingertips land upon wiry strands, delicately carding through his fiery hair.

“Why don’t you tell mommy all about it.”

“Glenda? What did you just take from mommy’s purse?”

“You spend a lotta time lurking in dark alleys, kid?”

The harsh bark that cuts across the sound of Gotham traffic is more aggressive than it needs to be, if only to hide how much Mary had jumped when she’d spotted him. Behind her back the muffled music creeps through the bar’s concrete walls; there’s a cigarette already lit between her fingers, but she doesn’t take a drag, watching the boy closely.

❝ CAN we try to have an optimistic outlook ? Can we buck up just enough to see the whole world won’t fall apart ?  ❞  

beaming, he sat up when the other noticed his waving. georgie always was the type to make friends easy, he never really did judge anyone.. well maybe richie but, he still loved him. he instantly sat down beside him glancing over. “i’m georgie! wanna play?” he was bored, and his brother wouldn’t hangout with him.